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Tha  imagas  appearing  hara  ara  tha  \^kat  quality 
possibia  consldf  ring  tha  condition  ind  lagibility 
of  tha  original^opy  and  in  kaaping  with  tha 
filming^  contract  spacifications. 


Original  copiaa  in  printad  papar  eovara  ara  filmad 
bagfnning  with  tha  front  covar  and  anding  on 
tha  last  paga  with  a  printad  or  illustrated  impras- 
sion,  or  ^a  back  eovar  whan  appropriata.  AK    ^ 
othar  original  copiaa  ara  filmad  beginning  on  tha 
first  paga  with  a  printad  or  illustratad  impraa- 
sion.  and  anding  on  tha  last  paga  with  a  printad 
or  Illustratad  impression. 


Tha  iaat  recorded  frame  on  each  microfiche 
shall  oontain  tha  symbol  —^(meaning  "CON- 
TINUED"), or  the  symbol  V  (meaning  "END"), 
whichever  applies. 

IMapa,  platea,  charts,  etc..  may  be  filmed  at 
different  reduction  ratios.  Those  too  large  to  bf 
entirely  included  in  one  expoaure  are  filmed 
beginning  in  the  upper  left  hand  comer,  left  to 
right  and  top  to  bottom,  as  many  framee  aa 
required.  The  following  diagrams  illustrate  the 
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plus  grand  soiri,  compta  tenu  de  la  condition  at 
de  la  nattet*  dk  I'axemplaire  filmA.  et  an 
conformity  avac  les  conditions  du  contrat  de 

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papier  ^t  ImprimAe  sont  filmte  en  commen^ant 
par  la  premier  plat  at  an  tarminant  soit  par  la 
damlAre  page  aui  comporte  une  empreinte 
d'impression  dru  dlUustration,  soit  par  la  second 
plet.  selon  le  cas.  Tous  lea  Autras  axemplairas 
originaux  sont  filmto  wn  commen^ant  par  la 
prapilAre  pege  qui  comporte  une  empreinte 
d'Impreasion  ou  d'illustration  at  an  tarminant  par 
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damiAre  image  de  cheque  microfiche,  selon  le 
caa:  le  symbols  — *>  signifie  "A  SUIVRE '.  le 
symboie  V  signifie  "FIN". 


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filmte  A  dea  taux  de  rMuction  diff«rents. 
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I.— Entbk  Mahob 
i  II.— FntsT  LovB   . 
III.— Explosives     . 
lV.—cpUNCTL8  OF  Stats 
v.— Tm  System  . 

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vn.— Poutics  IN  AcnoN      .       .     *. 
|VIII.— High  Seas    ;       .      .      ; 
IX.— Adrian  Confesses  '      .       .1 
X.— The  Scene  Shifts       .       .       ] 
XI.— The  whole  Duty  of  a  Model  . 
XII.— DjYNAMitE  OR  Love?    .       , 
CHI.— Innocence     .      .      i      .      ; 
|XIV.— Off  with  the  Old  Love;  ; 
XV.-On  WITH  thb'INsw     i .  ■  ,!*    ,' 
TVI.— A  British  Matron  »  «^^ .  .      ; 
fVIl.-iM^  Adrun  PHit  Dro»xcari> 
^III.— A  Sfot  of  Blood 

HX.— Lady  Wraxall  AT  Home  ^ "  i 

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XXXII.— ALn&  Benyowski    .       . 
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XXXVIE— The  Storm  Gathers      ... 
XXXVIII.— The  STpRM  Breaks  .       .       .       . 
XXXIX.— Hetty  Thinks  for  Herself 

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XiL— The  Time  Arrives  .       .       . 
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rocxLTM  Cipriani  lay  sunning  himself  idly  on  his  b^k  on  th« 
.     Iving  shingle  beach  at  King's  Sflbuiy.    It  was  a  beautiful  doud- 
less  August  day,  and  Jocelyn  Cipriani  did  not  belie  his  Italian  an- 
cestry in  his  basldng  love  of  bright  sunshine  or  of  the  pladd  idleness 
/  so  dear  to  the  souls  of  Southern  Eurqiieans. 

f  "What  a  glorious  morning,  Hetty  I"  he  said,  with  an  upwird 
lance  at  his  pretty  Kttle  wife,  sitting  close  beside  him  wiU»  her 
brary  novel.  "And  what  creatures  you  women  resdty  ate,  tool 
■  Fanw  your  holding  up  a  parasol  to  shade  you  on  a  day  like  to-day. 
now  I  Why,  it  seems  to  me,  the  whole  point  of  the  seaside  in  sum-' 
mer  is  just  this— that  it's  the  only  place  in  England  wheit  the  sun 
ever  manages  to  shhie  for  three  whole  hours  uninteirimtedly  to- 
gether."     ■     .1,    --  '■■    ■■''"\  ■'  ':     -■        ■■|^'  •• 

And  ht  went  on  flinging  pebbles  into  the  Unruffled  sea  just  be- 
yond the  steep  bank  of  shingle  where  the  tide  halted,  without  even 
so  much  as  hfting  his  head  to  see  where  they  fell  witfi  wen-wMen- 
mg  cxmts  on  the  calm  surface  of  the  glistening  water. 

Hetty  kjoked  up  from  her  book  for  a  minute  at  the  glassy  bay 
and  the  long^eep  of  drding  hOls  beyond  it,  and  then  murmurdU 
with  a  half-sigfa,  of  regret,  as  she  scanned  the  pretty  picture  hastilr 
with  her  eyes:  "^      '  «^  '^ 

1  J'  L**'?^  ^^^  ^,y^  know,  Jocdyn,  that  you  painted  landscape 
Instead  of  figure !  How  nfce  it  would  be  for  you,  no^,  to  be  ahirami 
woikme  at  a  place  like  this,  instead  of  in  your  own  £reat  heavv 
studio  in  nastjr,  dir^,  smoky  old  London."  ^  ^ 

Jocdyn  twisted  himself  a  fresh  ctgatvtte  in  Ms  white  fiiigen  whk 
quick  iqhented  Southern  dexteri^.   V  v  "^ 

j«. "  ^®'  "?•  Hj^'"  *»«  ^swered,  strpWng  his  pointed  brown  Van- 
dyke beard;  "landscape  is  not  the  line  for  the  man  who  wouM 
make  his  name  famous  on  the  first  roll  of  art,  I  tdl  you,  little  woman: 
-— Tf!£!^  «tt  wdi  enough  in  its  way,  to  be  sure,  lor  the  smalt 
-mm&^m^m&tm  onaelf^or  Wmans,  and  Smart,  and  MacTavish, 
and  OGradjif;  but  the  human  figure,  the  human  face  divine^  the 
buman  ^motions  and  passions  and  aspirations,  those  are  the  stock- 
tn-trKle  and  the  raw  material  ol  the  great  geniiiM*  who  mof  tbt 


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centuries;  In  eveiy  art— in  eveiy  ait.  Hettf.  If  rmui  were  tt> 
wtteh  the  birds,  and  the  flowers,  and  the  trees.  .mMI  the  rivern.  «n 
his  life  long,  do  you  think  he'd  make  as  great  a  writer  in  the  end  aa 
Shakespeare,  or  G<»ethe,  or  ^schylus.  or  Cervantes?  Not  a  bit  of 
It;  he  never  cpmd  do  it  -Mah  is  the  head  and  crown  of  aU  thtogs; 
and  the  artist, in  whatevil  material,  who  wishes  to  reach  thenmi. 
mit  of  his  art,  must  take  man  for  the  foundation  |uid  the  basis  of 
bis  ^)ecial  handicraft." 

And  he.  blew  out  two  or  three  short  white  pufits  from  his  tiny 
ctearette  with  the  easy  air  of  a  person  very  well  satisfied  with  hini« 
self,  his  wife,  the  rest  of  the  human  race,  the  constitution  of  tl^Mn, 
and  the  universe  generilly. 

There  was  a  short  silence  for  a  few  minutes,  duringf  which 
jocelyn  continued  to  smoke. meditatixely  and  throw  pebbtes  at  In- 
torals  with  a  splash  intoithe  sea.  while  Hetty  went  on  unintemipt- 
edhr  with  the  perusal  of  her  old  and  much-thunabed^  novel  By- 
and-by  Jocelyn  roused  himself  with  Sudden  enMnrj  and  cried  out 
•egerfy: 

"There  she  is!  There  she  is  again.  Hetty  I  Now  this  time  I'm 
quite  detemiined  you  shall  really  see  her."  '  ^  • 

"  Who  ?  "  Hetty  asked,  looking  up  from  her  book  for  ft  second 
with  languid  interest.  _ 

l_"Who?  Why.  ^"  Jocelyn  answered,  regardless  of  prim" 
grammatical  mceUes.  "  The  pretty  |^1,  you  know.  Hetty— that  is 
tb  sajr.  th6  rather  pretty  giri,  who  vrould  be  rwdly  pretty  if  she 
weren  t  quite  so  fresh  and  plump  and  rosy.  She  lam  the  fashion- 
JP«  pre-Raffaelite  morbidity.  Bume  Jones  Would  consider  her 
di^tingiy  healthy.  The  wfee  min.  you  see.  little  woman,  never 
caltekny  other  giri  pretty  to  his  own  wife  without  at  least  addh^ 
some  saving  clause  in  the  shape  of  a  but  or  a  qualification.  He  a^ 
stfens  from  uUmfaced  and  unqualified  approval  of  alien  loveliness."    ~ 

"Theh  you  can't  be  a  wise  man,  I'm  sure.  Jocelyn,  for  you're 
always  raying  to  me  abo^t  the  extraordinary  beauty  of  this  wondefu 
ful  gujof  yours.  Let  me  see  her.  Wl^ch  is  she?  Oh,  that  one 
over  there  m  the  print  dress  with  the  roses  on  it  I  Well,  yes.  If  you 
mw^  u^n  it,  she's  ceftainly  prettji^Wy  pretty.  I  must  admit. 

.  "Wpuld  be.'' Jowly^  conerted  gravely,  "were  it  not  for  thost 
ftieyitable  redundancies  or  deficiendes  which  are  always  to  be  db» 
served  jn  all  other  wom^,  save  and  except  you  only.  Hetty." 

And  he  pinched  thflobeof  her  ear  teasbigly  between  hisdeli- 
cate  th^and  finger,  i  X  -  ^'  u»u«f 

"I  wish\l  could  ge^  to  know  that  giri.  somehow."  the  painter 
went  on  reflectively^  after  a  moment's  pause.       -    ; 

'« Why?"ithe  pretitf  Kttle  wife  MkcdcJrfthLJL^MliM  rfance 

WhV.  I  shoiild  it 

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the  exact  modd,  of  all  giiis  in  the  wdrld,  ti^realiie  its  perfection. 
It's  Guldo  fallins^  in  love  with  Beatrice  CencTas  she  lies  in  pitsop. 
That  gild's  got  tne  very  Uxx  for  a  Beatrice.   I'd  give  fifty  pounds  to 
'    get  her  ^  s«  for  it  to  me,  I  tell  you." 

**  Prqlbabl^  the  fifty  {wunds  would  be  quite  superfluous,"  Hetty 
answered,  snuling*  "  As  k  rule,  young  giris  in  a  country  place  a^ 
.<mly  to0  glad  to  Kit  any  one  Mint  them.  'They.take  it  as  a  giaceful 
compliment  to  their  personal  wpearance.  I  remi^ber.when  I  first 
Jme^  ybu  myself,  Jocelyn,  I  should  have  beoi  aytjfully  flattered  if 
you*d  c^ered  to  pamt  me."  '■:.  ^    «    < 

"You're  not,  so  much  flattered  by  it  nowadays,  Hetty*.  "  YouVe 

S>t  to0,  used  to  riiisinfi^  thechanges  on  Juliet,  Olivia,  and  the  jRoman 
mprfesses.  And,  besides,  it's  such  a  bore,  I  know,  sitting  stuck'up 
there  stifi^  as  the  wife  of  Caractacus.  in  the  dull -old  studio.  Biit 
this  i$  going  to  be  such  a  splendid  picture,  I  tell  you,  little  woman 
•—a  perfect  master-apiece,  an  afflatus,  an  inspiration,  a  thing  to  inake 
Con^  Carr's  mouth  water.  See  ,here;Jt's  to  be'  jiist  like  thill^ 
'  k)ok  you.  Guido  there,  grave  and  solemn^ith  a  beautiful  counte- 
nance: Svdwr^  Chevenbc  shdl  at  f <»r  GuMor  There's  a  face  f<Mr 
'youh-Sydney  Chevenix's~just  tinagme  him  with  a  tii^  of  first  love 
upon  those  clear-cut  features ;  we  i|kUst  manage  to  make  him  fall  fai^ 
love  (^•^aiul  with  somebody  or  other  just  on  purpose.  He'sits  so  *' 
>--|>encil  and  pa^>er  out  at  once,  artist  fashion,  and  a  few^iay  Bnc^ 
made  to  do  duty  sketchily  for  a  rough  idea  (^  the  im^naiy  picture 
-r-*'  brush  in  huid  like  this,  and  such  a  splendid  expressran  df  dawfEN 
vaa  love  suggested  in  the  very  pose  of  his  neck  and  shouddo^ 
Then  Beatrice— here  she  is,  you  see,  innocent,^miling,  unconsdous,^ 
guUeless,  never  even  aware  m  her  spotiess  soul  of  hia- coming  exe* . 
cutioQ ;  too  childlike  to  realize  it;  an  infantile  Beatrice,  aBii\,goId 
and  vellow— you  catch  the coniposition I    Isnt  that;glahd  now?" 

And  as  he  spoke,  he  sketch«d  in  lk;htiy  the  i^MpiA  figure  of  hjlf 
Ideal  Beatniqe  from  the  giri  who  stoo^  parasol  qiPM>  unccnadoiis 
of  his  notice,  waiting  carelessly  by  a  woodai  b^ch  on  the  fittie 
rustic  paMe  bdbindlhem.  V 

,  ,  A  b^ailtiful  creature  she  was,  imdeniablv'^mal}  or  of  medium 
hek;ht,  but  full  and  malNire  in  bust  ajid  figure,  though  still  very 
chw^  of  face  arid  expresdon ;  a  ripe  giii  of  twenty,  with  such  ex- 
<wisitely  dainty  and  ddicate  softness  orbaby-like  outlme  that  only 
an,  artist  of  rare  power  could  ever  have  liit  off  aright  the  ttidtii^ 
coI^ours  of  her  Innocent  little  inouth  itnd  features.  She,  was  de- 
cidedly pitimp,  yet  not  too  plump ;  and  the  scarcely  visible  dhnf^ 
upon  her  cheeks  and  chin,  which  deejpened  when  ^e  miile^  re»- 
deemed  the  phunpness  fiiom  the  ve^y  faintest  siuspicion  of  coarse- 
ness or  excess.    Her  complexion  wi6  perfect,  a  pwtfly  pinky  white, 

liy  jl»t  aa  much  bhish-iose  as  wfSljuite  bei^ing  in  the  Centre  of 
eitiier  cheek  and  on  the  full  red  upt  that  nestied  between  them.  Bt 
BO  means  a  poetjcalor  ethereal  creature  ceruj&^^liiit  a  i^vhining. 
fw«4  flailHn4-^blOQ4>PfBiio.  fb  fap«tifid  tbi^i^  betietf-^«ii»^ 


.('"^ 


/ 


•fox  MAimS*S  SAXX. 


I"  •*• 


-•^ 


vt 


yhouldjte  ytoi,  to  oaidt  her./  You're  quite  rlght-slS'd^Si  i 
lovely  picture;  and.  Widcs.  f/want  to  make  ™a«^tW  «J 

♦h2?i?J!^^    We  haven  t/got  ^noug*  young  girl  friends  now^ 

^.turesi    I  wish  they'd  only  have  tM  eood  sense  al^tf«fnW^^ 
choo^  their  husbaiids  for  Slem."        ^^  ^^  ***  H^ 

^ly^*?^  *>y  yH«»r  own  distingmshed  success  in  that  deMrt.      ' 
mene  Jocelvn  replied,  with  a  su5»t  twinkle  inSa^virl7T.^i 

SiJ^S^'^i^^^^y  P"*  ?<^^<SSrintoteha«<utt     ' 
yoOTs.  petty,    How«svjw  we  shaU  get  to  know  the  pSrirife 
good  fame ;  and  I  shaU  painf  her,  and  you  shall  mS/ftSZifLS 

h^^  ^  5£i*~K^  i^  ^^  to^U  a  Sl^hSsb^for  W 

tiSLte.^ilH*/^i'>P3^*  I^^f  *°  «»r  °^  entire  sSrfS 
;«^|JeU  g^eed  to  discove^  practically  who  she  is  and  whci^^  ^, 

«v.wi.*^JS?*?*"  spoJW'fa^oW  fisherman,  witii  his  hands  in  his^^^ 
pockets,  paired  in  front  of  the  jriri.  and  with -a  rt^tJ^TJ^    t 

.  want^a  boat  this  morning,  miss?    LoVelv  dav  fnr  a  #««  '"^  ' 
Wndas  to  let  hje.    Beautiful  weaUier  I  beautiful  weatWT"  ^ 

~HgE  ad,  monJof,  flSL.    The  fa«'"i  ir^^  for^ 
aJlaiA^-'Afi^??^  "^  ¥»'?'*  .'«'P««M  IdndliMs^  and 

wHfc2SS  SSS.^^^J™  ^'~»*-  S^mpOy.  and  «..„p«l  .i 

j^%>''=»W'*»«'%MiMMataie,tlityonneladyis   Everr. 
fc^^Jt  ^b«nr  ,&  know  &a  Jfaimie;    God  ^Sh«'^^   f 


?/ 


f    > 


-lo^than  you  ever  were,  I  fancy,  Hetty."  '  ^^  ^^  «» ««  « 

At  t^  eM<*  moment,  a  handsome  man  of  thirty^  qr  th«i». 


^v 


f: 


ENTER  MAIMJE. 


tUboais,  in  a  lig^  tweed  suit,  ahd  a  straw  hatifi^  a  cdO^  ribbon 
on  it,'strolled  up.carelessTy  from  tfie  hotel ^on  the  Paraoe  toward 
the.  pretty  giri,  and  {bcggn  to  tadk  to  her  in  a  listless  fashion  for  a 
few- minutes.  Als  he  approached,  the  pretty  girl's  faqe  colored  up 
at  once,  till  it  looked  ^ore  ex<]|uisitely  q^utinil  than  ever,  with  a 
certain  unmistldcable'glow  of  femiainq^^ satisf section ;  amd  her  psuasol 
1^  pfo^ed  immediately  from  describing  its  vague  climes  on  the  dusty 
groundNln  a  way  that  told  Jocelyn  (^ipriani's- practiced  eve,  yivithout 
possibility  of  error,  the  person  she  was  Waiting  for  had  really  ^- 
nved.    -:-  ''T-\-y    ■      '■    v\  '^-^■'^        ^  >^        ■    :   "'^"'^ 

"  Why,  Mr.  Fyn^'kno^  hasJ"'  Hetty  cried  In  ^q)rise^  asuie 
man  in  the  tweed  suit  lifted- his/hat  gracefully^^he  pretty  stranger. 

•'  Mr.  Pym  knOws  her,"  Jooelyn  Cipriani  repeated  carelessly ;  "  and 
what's  more,  Hetty,  the  pretty  gurl's  in  love  with  Pym,  too. 

•*  How  do  you  knttW/  "  Hetty  asked  quickly. 

"  Oh,  you  don't  take  a  painter  in  about  these  small  matters,  I 
can  t^  you,  little^ woman.  It's  my  tra^de,  you  loiow ;  my  ^op,  my 
business.  If  I  wasn't  always  watching  and  noting  these  minute 
;^uulesof  passing  expression  m  lincp  anid  women,  I  could  never  paint 
the  sort  of  things  I  do  now^  Iletty.  The  pretty  girl's  in  love  with 
'  ^m.  111  bet  you  a  sovereign."  ~  ^  '-' 

"  M^,  that's  a  good  thing,  an^iow,  I'nv^ure,  Jocelyn ;  for  now 
we  shall  probaUy  get  to  know  her." 

,**  That's  a  good  thing  as  far  as  it  goes,  no  doubt,  for  «^  Hetty; 
but—"  ^  ' 

••  Bui  what  ?""^  "^    t  V  * 

"  WeU,  I  don't  knovir  whether  Ws  quite  such  a  good^tbiog  far 
tiiepretty  giri,  you  see,  somehow."^ 

J  "  Why,  Tocdyn,  surely  Mr.  Pym**  a  Very  nice  man,  airf  a  fellow 
and  tutor  of  an  Oxford  college.  I/ihouId  think  he  was  an  excellent 
match  for  almost  anybody-— below  the  rank  of  a  baronet's  daug^ 
ter." 

^  "  An  excellent  match,- indeed— within  the  limits  you  mentionr-if 
only  she  can  catch  him.  .But  they  do  say,  Hetty— well,  I  foiget  the 
long  and  the  short  of  it  in  all  the  details;  but  I  remember,  when 


^rl 


—I  tnay  be  mistaken— I  speak,  like  'the  French  pewspapen^^  under 
^  reserves— that  Pym  didn't  come  altogether  well  out  of  it  with 
flyingi  colors.    Indeed,  I  won't  swear  that  he  c.vei'  even  got  out  of 
it  at  all  in  any  way  worth  speaking  of.    Thejpretty  giri  had  better  , 
take  care,    Flirting  is  a  eame  where  the  mui  stakes  nothing,  and 
thp  woman  everything.    If  ihe  pretty  girl's  wise,  sheTlr  be  veiy<:a\i-  • 
tij^Js^hpw  she.flirts  with^8ucb^».man  m  Adrian  Pym  without  Jntt. 
fcquiry."         /  .-^ 

♦♦Fretty  gifls.  never  are wijce,"  Hetty  answered,  pulfingf  lazily  at 
the  flower  of  a  homed  sea^poppy;  "and  if  they  were,  you  knonn^ 
|oa  men  wouldn't  like  them  half  as  well  as  you  do  at  pres«a|. 


-  i 


lO 


/O*  MAIM  IE  *S  SAKS, 


'i'J^ 


l^ 


Slyn.    Intellect  'fa  a  woman  is  fSasoUfSLy  fatal.    But  hm'a  Mr  ^ 
tt^^'^t^'^  '  declare;  now  wVahaU  leam  JiZj 

vHfh  ^-S'^^^^^'^^P'^''  A^  ^^'"^  *e  raised  his  srtiaw  hat  ^^ 
with  carel<^  gracefulness  to  Hetty.    "Lovely  day,  isn'titlvSL 

Sprii£f  •^^''"^^      *^^  to  lald^pe  at  your  time  of  life,  ^^ 

wi^?''A*'f**"*f,?^'^*'^'  "'^  ^  can  help  it;  thoueh  Hetty 
bercf  has  jui^  Seen  teUmg  me  I  ought  to  go  in  forit :  Sdfam^ 
k^own  to  be  t^e  most  oledi^t  and  submis^vfof  huT^d^  b2 


,'.n 


cmy  i)icture  tor  next  year,  in  fact-and~I  thbught'she'd  make  • 
channmg  Beatiice.  tW's  the  sketch,  if  you^  t^  iSok  at  ft^  a 
mere  ouSme--^  5?rOkes  of  a  pencU ;  yet  I  dSTsay  y^u'd  ^^j! 

S^tSSSc^uTst'uSp:^'^^^^^ 

the  pMiicular  turn  the  conversation  had  taken.         °*°" '<!»»«  **« 

Yes,   he  answered,  with  some  slight  hesitation  «*it  lt^n)^m  J,--. 
unJ,^tedljrUkeh^^ 

callv  "m'^'2;^??S^ >**1  ^'  ^.?^  ^r  Hetty  <:ried  enthusiasti- 
cally.     I  ve  quite  faUen  m  love  with  her  the  moment  I've  seen  W     ■ 
As  to  Joa^,  he's  watched  her  up  and  down  seveSl  ti^^db^l- 
hCTe;  and  he  alwap  caHa  her  catt^rically  'the  prSy  St  i^*^  ^ 
^^.''t&hTrr  4*^.P««y  girls^iywhefc else  falS^cSioP  " 
*  « jyte*"  ?  ^  ^V?""^  ^^"  J'^^Y^  interrupted  gtmrdy  with 
"«»^^w  toward  his  pretty  hWwife^s  neat  snSu  filST 
J^  WeD,  she  «  pretty,  certainly,"  Adrian  Pym  i^nS  iitkthat 
grodjpng  wqufcscence  under  Which  a  man^in  1^  SSkva  V^ 
^''J^^^n^'^^.'^t  ^  P«>fo«ndest  adiSioJ^T^slTZ 


picture 


ENTMR  MAIMIS, 


/Tt,. 


,^  of  my  pupfb.  I've  brought  a  reading-party  down  hot^you 
loiow,  for  several  years  running  now*  and  Maimie  and  I  are  old 
^ms  bv  this  tune ;  cpte  a  long'-standing  friendsMp*  in  fact,  Mra. 
Cipriani.'  t  - 

"  But  hasn'l  she  got  any  other  name  b^es  Maimie  ?  "  Hetty  * 
inquired,  withlf Smile  of  quiet  amusement.    "People  don't  gener- 
ally go  about  the  worid  nowadays  like  Abraham  and  Isaac  and 
Jacobr  «nd  sd  on,  with  only  oi^  name  tacked  on  to  their  personality, 
a|td  that  one  a  pet  name  into  tne  bargain." 

;The  Oxford  tutor  blushed  almost  imperceptibly. 

-"It  isn't  a  pet  name,  indeed,"  he  said,  with  apologetic  pmn^-* 
ness.  "She's  got  no  other,  except  her  surname.  She  was  «1^ 
tened  Maimie,  I  believe— Maimie  only.  Nobody  ever  calb  her 
anything  but  Maitnie ;  she's  Miss  Maimie  alone,  even  tothe  fisher- 
pfeople.  Or,  rather,  she  wasn't  ever  christened  at  all,  ^i|  comes  to 
tiiat :  for  her  father's  eccentric—very  eccoitric ;  sffmM  naval 
officer  with  ideas  of  his  own,  compounded,!  believe,  ftom  Tom 
J»aine  and  the  Admiralty  Sailing  Directions^;  and  he  would  never 
aflow  her  to  undergo  any  form  of  religious  ceremmiy,  except  repeal 
ing  some  prayer  he  pomposed  himself  to  the  Spirit  of  Reason  or 
some  similar  abstraction.  He  has  a  rabid  objection  to  the  cleigy>— 
the  black  brigade  and  the  devil-dodgers,  he  calls  them ;  and  the 
r  sight  of  a  whie  tie  looming  in  the  distance  drives  him  podtn^e^ 
frantic  for  ten  minutes.    He's  quite  a  character,  the  old  captain  is.*' 

"No  doubt,"  Jocelyn  answered  mercilessly ;  " but,  for  a  teacher 
of  logic,  Pym,  you  betray  a  most  reprehensible  inability  to  stick  cloae 
to  the  point  at  issue.  You  will  perhaps  remember  that  we  asked 
you  for  i)articulars— not  about  Maimie's  papa  or  Maunie's  mamma, 
or  Maimie's  uncles  and  aunts  and  cousins,  out  about  the  actual  and 
Individual  Maimie  herself  in  proirid  persond.  You  admit  incident- 
ally that  the  young  lady  is  seued  of  a  sumamfrr-I  hope  I  speak  with 
legal  accuracy :  what  is  it  ?  " 

"Oh,  her  surname?"  Adrian  Pym  replied,  with  some  show  of 
awkward  confusion.    "Her  surname?    Maimie's  surname?    Well, 
I   her  surname,  I  believe,  Jocelyn— her  surname's  Llewellyn." 
I V    .  "  ^*»'  yo"  believe  so,  Mr.  Pym  ?  "  Hetty  echoed  malidoudy. 
f         Adrian  Pvm  looked  positively  embarrass^. 

"Yes,  I  believe  so,^,he  answered,  seating  himself  cnihs-legg«d 

pn  the  shingle  beside  them.    "  In  fact,  I  know  it.    I've  known  Mal- 

5»ie  now  for  several  years— ever  since  she  was  o*i*y  as  hkh  to  that 

? Mrs.  Cipriani  I"  '       ^  ^ 

"  How  very  nice  I "  Hetty  put  in,  banteringly.   **  It's  w«a  to  bexin 
an  acquaintance  with  apretty  giri  early  in  life.    Sfi«  liams  thenbi- 
times  not  to  be  afraid  of  you." 
---The  tt^-teWthfr^ 

to  turn  aside  i»ith  a  fahit  blush  to  her  husband,  and  said  nth« 
•Qdrthr: 

^jOoui  introduce  you  to  \m  if  you'd  feally  Ukt  to  knoirlMii 


-  H 


II 


Jhx  MAIMIE*S  S4JCB. 


W: 


M  I 


^t  IV?e^  nZy^'^^r*"'"**  *  ?^*=^"'*'  Adrian  I  Thtv^^ 
T  L  ve  ever  painted.  I  mean  to  make  a  perfect  masteroiece  oV 
it.    In  after-years,  Hetty,  when  the  pretty  ^1^  a  Sa^nM 

uoethes  BettJna,  and  say,  'That's  the  person  who  sat  to  To^vii 
O^U  the  celebrated  paintei,  for  J^^Sc^^^^ 

«&  T^'ti*^.???^  "  «««y  <^<^.  lauding. 

"wLlL^Lf^h^^'^.S^un^^^'  ^th^  warmth, 

JSiW  K?^  f***'  ^  ^^^^  ^^  ^ngs  that  Jocelyn  has  done.  J^ 
3SS?i5f  ^^T*"  ^S^^tation,  and  wors<^  on  his  part  to  ^md  he 
tiV  ^T  ^'l'"'*^  ?°^  "»»***  **»«  world  thinks  ?f5iemSS^ua 

"My  dear  fellow!    AnH  i/>o«  «.„  i.^i:j...i    ».         ^  .      r 


would^e^Hni'irii  "^"^^i"^  '"y  ^'^"day^  No.  no.  Pym;  that 
Ko«^  k1  l^^yj";  ^T  P"***)^  Ar<4dian  must  come  upto 
o^Sf  ^^  ^  ?r?^  ^  *  di;ear-nighted  December  by  LomS^ 

"A  native,"  Adriin  Pym  answered  lightly.    " N^er been  afi«u 

^rt^rf^pJil^fv-^*?"''  *^y  ^~™  SUbuV  In  factfhe^vS^ 
^^  ,?7"  *'  Vniginie  existence,  don't  you  Imow— with  thi  SJI 
of,I^«J  left  ou^.  of  coarse."  (Hetty  cougffi  d?Sv  ^  ^*  H«?LC? 
gd^pt^  UiiweUyn,  is  ouite'a  midmalhThi;^?^^  way-^  wS 
Druid,  I  bcheve^  or  something  of  the  kind~a  disbeliever  in  7v^ 

He  •  brought  Maifnie  up  in  primaeval  innocence— an  amiawThiitW 
--not  even  allowihg  her  to  read  the  Bib^^He??  dS?  iSld  .^S 
SS?3'Jff21°%^?"'  and  he  has  his  own  1dei^b^?id^; !  • 

w-^^^V'!?**  ®S*  *  drea4|Ml  tomboy,  with  such  a  queer  education  ?  •* 
Aj  gwifle*  UtUethinar  as  ever  was  bom,  I  assure  vmT  MnT??^ 


V. 


/ii 


inything  tnit  a  red  woman,  as  diOdlsh  anfl  dimfle  as  ever  you  cotflQ 
find  one.  She  reminds  me  always  of  something  betwlen  Galatea 
and  Miranda— a  child  m  innocence,  and  yet  a  perfect  woman  in  ma- 
turitjr  of  feeling." 

Jocelyn  Cipriani  yawned. 
u  r"TxJ"y  enthusiastic  weVe  gettinsr,  l>yn,,"  he  answa«I, 
ktily.    "We  must  certamly  be  mtroduced  to  this  child  of  nature! 
An  prodigy  of  ^genuousness.    What  a  perfect  Beatrice  she  ou^ht 


warped  and  distorted  by  the  emotional  medium,  which  seeiMrlUce 
Iceland  spar,  to  excrase  a  double  refractive  rainbow-makinjr  influ- 
ence.  I  understand  they  call  the  state  '  falUng  in  love,'  AdriL.'^ 
i^S!*"/ 5^  **r^  H7*^.^P  "P^"  **»«  shmgle  a  litUe  stiffly. 
VI  T"  «u  ^  ^^  *  coUege,"  he  answered,  with  some  chUliness  in 
to  tone,  "has  no  opportunities  for  indulging  himself  in  such  expen- 
shre  luxuries.  It  s  aU  very  weU  for  artists  Uke  you,  Cipriani,  who 
am  coin  money  with  the  wave  of  a  paint-brush ;  but  as  for  me,  you 
toow,  my  dear  feUow,  my  income  depends  absolutely  and  entirelf 
upon  my  stnct  observance  of  the  most  monastic  celibacy."  ^ 


,<<« ' 


CHAFItR  n. 

iniST  LOVB. 


T»AT  same  afternoon  shortlv  after  lunch,  Adrian  Pym  left 
SLn^PJ^^L**'  ^**i  undereraduates,  and  turned  by  himself  to 
^mb  the  heather-dad  hf  that  overhangs  the  west  side  of  King's 
SilDury.  "...','>,  '■*'  ^'  "  ^^ 

Nw  the  top  of  the  cliff  path,  in  a  Uttie  combe,  whert  a  seat 
wSSnteUewJu      °'  *^  ^ron^  the  edge,  he  came  suddenly  upon 

It  was  dear  that  Maimie  was  not  there  by  accident.  She  jumped 

SL!*Jfi."??,^'.*?5  ®"."  ^**°  "P«<^  another,  and  took  his  hand  in 
hers  with  childish  frankness. 

«,«1^  ^"*  you  are,  Adrian,"  she  said  in  a  soft  clev  voice,  ex- 
gMiaitelyj>ure  and  musi(»l  and  ddicate.  -^I've  been  waiting  for  you 
Ff^-MW  for  half  an  hour.    1  really  thmi^  you^v"'^  "«"—  «^»..-.<' 


«„JS^lP!?u"^^^  ^'l."^**  """«  °^  half-q^Samt^STnoT 
"  Si^  ii^t!^*^^'**  P'*^**  *»f  conscious  appreciation. 

«Sf  iK?  ^*  aeemea  loth  io  fcaveliis.    ••  I'm  punctual  to  tke  roS: 

S&  mii!?!l£""*'f"f  /**  *?*  "*""**  •  ^*»«»<»  %C*P«te  arithmetic 
«iaii  might  obvwutly  infer  that  you  had  come  hdfpi  half  an  hour 


14 


K.V 


V-  n, 


JOJt  UAIMIE  *S  S4JtA 


too  eai^jf    The  eagerness  of  youth  otltruito  Its  discietlun.    __ 
devotion  s  beyond  all  "praise: -I  fed  I  ba^v^  done  nothinfif  to  de» 
.•eryeit"  7  / , 

-       "Nowi  dont  begin  talking  that  waW /Adrian,"  Maimie  cri^' 
with  half  a  pout,' "or  else  I  shall   really  go  doWn  bs^  into 
the  village  and  take  a  walk  with  one  of  the  undergraduates.    Yoti 
ought  to*  be  v6ty  much  flattered  indeed  by  my  coming  so  early 
sir.  aAd  not  to  makeiun  pf  me  over  i^y  bead,  as  you're  so  fond  olx 
do^^"  ^  "      ' 

'^lam  very  much  flattered,"  Adrian  answered  more  seriously, 
lookiMT  with  unspoken  admiration  at  the  pretty  little  figure  in  m 
neat-fitting,  flowered,  print  ^ress ;  *'  and  as  to  maldng  fun  of  you, 
Maimie,  nothing  oh  eajrfh  gould  possibly  be  further  from  my  intM-^ 
tions.  You  know  there's  nobody  whose  society  gives  me  h«df  so 
much  pleasure  as  yours,  little  baby-^lace ;  and  I  wouldn't  even  ^eem 
to  be  rude  to  you  lor  all  the  universe."  (Maiinie's  cheeks  flushed 
up  at  once  with  ingenuous  pleasure.)  "  Aiid  do  you  know  you've 
made  a  new  conquest  to-day,  too  ?  You  saw  those  two  arti^ically 
dressed  people  I  was  talking  to  on  the  beach  just  after  I  arranged 
to  meet  you  here  this  afternoon,  didn't  you^  " 

*f.What !  that  sweet  little  woman  with  the  blue-greiin  frock  and 
the  lace  parasol  ?  Oh,  yes,  I've  noticed  her  on  the  b^ch  for  ever  ^o 
long.    She  looks  a  dear:  and  her  husband's  so  handsome  1  '■ 

"  He  is,"  Adrian  Pym  answered  slowly,  "  undeniably  handsome ; 
and  he  and  she  want  to  know  you,  Maimie.  Shall  I  teU  you  wbo  it 
it?    It's J<icelyn  Cipriani."  "    ^ 

**aprianil"  Maimie  repeated  in  a  vague  voice. 
Qpriani.    Oh,  then,  of  course  they  must  be  Italians." 

♦*Mydearchildl  Italians!  O saftcta stm^Ua'fas /  V/^\„^j, 
do  you  mean  to  tell  me,  Maimie,  you've  never  heard  of  Jocdyn  Qixp- 
ani,  the  R.  A.,  and  the  greatest  rising  painter  at  thii  pidment  in  afl 
England?"  .  { 

"No,"  Maimie  answered  sturdily,  "I  never  heardof  him;  imd, 
jWhat's  more,  I'm  not  ashamed  to  say  so.  I  dare  say  tliere  aie  plenty 
of  other  giris  in  England— who've  been  to  school,  too— and  wfaoNre 
never  heard  of  Mr.  Cioriasa." 

"But,  my  dearest  Maimie,  vou  really  are  too  distressingly  igno- 
rant. Remember,  now,  the  other  day,  you  t<Ad  roe  you  didn't  know 
anything  about  King  Solomon."  T^ 

"You  didn't  say  'King  Solomon,'"  M^nU6  leplkC  shiiling. 
•♦You  said « Solomon,' all  short,  just  so,  and  I  said  rthou^t  he 
must  be  a  Jew  dd-clothes  man ;  and  you  laughed  at  me  and  ittade 
horrid  fun  of  me,  like  a  wretch  that  you  are,  bemuse  I  didn't  Ipaidw 
'-abdoiltosr^iiFelH^  amnicNoi^  iq;>'eomingtmt^to  meetyouidliF" 
fether,  If  you  always  go  on  tnrine  to  set  me  examination  papers  in 
histXMy  and  geography.  I  hate  beinsf  examined ;  and  you've  got  so 
acetistomed  to  It  up  at  Oxford,  you  know,  that  you  carry  it  away 
Wkh  you  even  into  the  country." 

Adrian  wineai  The  unsophisticated  Silbuiyglri  had  Utth*  Ox- 


Mutsrio9^ 


-  „-«  tnpinsctoushr  on  the  most  vulnerable  tMbit  in  hk  entln 

momyrJThcre's  notfiing  your  university  don  &k  eo^uchM 

J  imputation  of  ped^tiV  or  priggishness.  5-  v»«. 

"You're  too  cruel.  Maimie/'  he  said,  showing  his  two  eten  rows 

white  teeth  m  a  forced  smile ;  "and  you  fei»je  lUce  a  ttraeticed 

ind.  too,  meeti^  thrust  with  counter^thrust^i^not  likTa  mere 

»man.    We»,  this  is  afl  the  return  I  get.  it:i^s,  for  ti^g  to  S 

«  .how  ypu  ve  enslaved  (as  usual)  two  more  susceptible  humm 

hearts. .  They  came,  saw,  and  were  promptly  conqueredT  TocelVn 

Cipnani,  you  know,  or  rather  you  don't  know.  Is  the  mo? mivdcm 

Ijungter  E^ish  paunter  now  living.    He's  the  leader/of  the  new 

iealistic  school,  and  he  paints  somethmglike  a  Tapane^  sometMn* 

te  a_madman,  and  somethmg  like  an  angeL    NoWlTever  pain^ 

Ice  hM^before  except  the  «»rly  ItaUan  mastas.  w|fi/imitat3him 

bcfordiand  without  half  his  idealism.   At  this^meS  Jocdw 

;?-Ar-^*  T ?  ^°i««d  and  best  abused andmost hily de- 

Sg^^W  \^  London.    The  world  divides  iSdf,  in  factT  i^ 

I^Ja^es  and  anti^Sprianistes.    And  Jocelyn  C&r  hte  fiSS 

;  first  sight  m  love  with  you."  ■      '  ///*^  rr  "***^ 

"HowTCiy  nice  of  him  I"  Maimie  answered  unaffectetfly.    "I 

ufdn't^^^ ^* * '"^"^ ^^^"^^  cif J5s  own  aheatfy.  jm 

lA^^A^'  ^^^  Pym  assented  vifith>4  nod.  "And  when  I 
idhedfaHeninI%w{thyou.Imerelyi^^  tosu^ttothe 
^^2"^^  fashion  tha^  he'd  done  so  p^essionally,  aiS^ot  now 
inally.  He  Mjants  to  get  to  know  ya/,  I  mean,  so  as  to  oaint  vou 
^  great  Italian  pfcture  of  which^S^snow  w^M-king  ^^com! 
isinon.  .    /  .;     \^,'[-.  "  J 

vard  the  boslcy  heather  patches  away  from  the  pathT^t  nS 
S^i"'^**^  com^.  as  It  he'd  fallen  in  love  wlttme  the  otS 
■^y'-gjereai  way.  you  know,  Adrian."  ««  ««kx 

Jri^'Jo"rj!Jf  *iJ*^^*^  «rtraordinary,  unblushing  littie  woman  I ** 
:lTi?{?  *^"^'  »«i«^  her  l»n<i  and  pressinglt  spasmodically 

vmr  Maimie  repUed  ouite  demurely.    "  I  like  everybody  titee. 

course,  to  love  me.  I  tLik  it's  nicest  to  be  loved^SSiS*? 
LS  Sr^L*:?*  acci«tomed.  you  know.  aU  mylifeTCp^^ 
SadJ«J  5lS  S^iLfi**'^'^*"  «  thevillaie,andle  scHt 


1  Si  ff^?^i?^  ^^  fishermen,  and  the  wdltaen.  andtbTcS 
ri  ^t^lS^^^f  ?*"  *H  I"  *>»<^  ^"»*h.  as  if  it  wks  esacUytiK 
'^ntep^iiV^,'***^^"  happened  to  love  yon."  ^ 

tlikft^LA*^™^*'/"'^'''*™?^?  "tdoii't  mean  that,  you  hwir. 
Bte  •wne^thm  ol  course,  much  better  than  the  .tliw 


\. 


•I      m 


l6 


^OUr  HAIJIiIM*S  SAOU 


'teioff  loved  by  the  (Mord  men  most;  and  best  flf  aBIIoin^ 
ioved  birvou,  Adrian." 

,And  SM  took  his  hand  tenderly  in  hers,  with  a  dmpH^.  of  . 
mteandr  that  robbed  the  act  at  once  of  all  aj^tarent.  imputation 
fonwBcdness. 

Adrian  let  himself  be  fondled  passively  for  a  moment  in  a  ba„^ 
shame-faced,  undecided  fashion,  and  then -threw  himsdf  down  on] 
little  oasis  of  short  grass  among  the  purple  heather,  where  the 
TOise  and  overarchinjg^  btambles  that  spread  about  completdy '. 
'them  from  allpassing  observers.    Maimie  seated  herself  quietly  b 
side  him,  and  began  to  pull  to  pieces  with  idle  fingers  the  peals  i 
a  wild  Scotch  rose  that  flowered  unseen  among  the  ring  of  brus' 
wood. 

"  So  this  Mr.  Cipriani  wants  to  pauit  my  picture  some  day,  dc 


delightful 
You  must  int 


lid  \oy\  to  be  painted, 
have  everybody  coming  to  admire  one's  portrait 
duce  me  to  him,  Adrian." 

"I  will,"  illdrian  answered,  lying  flat  upon  the  grass,  and  1( 
in?  on  his  elbows,  with  his  face  pushed  close  up  beside  Maimie'^ 
••  He  1 
ure.' 


:  says  he'll  immortalize  your  great  big  <^es  in  his  greatest  pic 


"  What  a  horrid  conceited  man  he  must  be  if  he  sidd  that 
riously  I    But  oh,  isn't  he  awfully  handsome,  Adrian  I    Such  love 
brovm  eyes  of  his  own,  and  such  a  l>eautif ul  artistic-looking 
I  was  watching  both  of  them  all  the  tim£  whUe  I  was  waiting 
^the  Parade  for  s^  word  with  you  this  mom3ng."  _^n' 
/      '*You8eemtobequitesmitten  with  him,<"  Adrian  retorted, 
pettishly; 

*' Of  course  I  am,"  Mabnfe  replied,  with  perfect  i^coity.  * 
always  am  smitten  by  those  lovely  artistic  pointed  beards,you  knov 
l^hy  don't  you  wear  a  pointed  beard  like  his  yourself,  Adrian,  in 
stead  of  a  skimpy  bit  of  a  moustache  like  that  only  }  " 

Adrian  twirled  the  {Mint  of  that  justly  criticised  article  betwe 
his  finger  and  thumb  with  tender  solicitude.  "Non  omnia  poss 
mus  omnes,  Maimie,"  he  answered,  smiling  benignly.  "Tliati 
Latin,  you  know,  and  I  say  it  on  purpose  because  I  m  sure  , 
vfon!t  understand  it.  It  always  tantalizes  girls  to  talk  Latin  to  the 
and  1 11^  tantalizing  you,  you  wicked  little  thing,  for  you  look  i 
bewitching  always  when  you're  trying  your  hardest  to  find  out  an]» 
thing.  On  the  whole,  my  child,  I  think  you,  taking  you  all  roun' 
one  way  with  another,  about  the  very  nicest  gin  I've  evor  co 
across  miall  my  experience." 
"---  "So  ■  you Ve often  tcdd  me^-b^'Wei"  -  Mi^mie  -s^d,  snrf  _ 
swiny  childlike  smile  at  him ;  "but,  like  the  farmer  with  the  cL 
wb  never  seem  to  get  any  forrader,- Adrian." 

The  Oxford  tutor  g^ve  an  embarrassed  smile,  and  plaved  n 
oosl^  with  the  Roman  coin  that  dangled  from  his  watch-cnaia. 


-M''' 


'•■"i.  ^ 


MXSr  LOTS. 


«7 


tony  young  and  defightfuUy  unsophisticat^I.  And  yet  your  vSy 
innocence  sometimesleads  you  much  whereiie  most  advanced  foi^ 
wardness  would  lead  any  other  and  more  experienced  woman.  I'm 
almost  old  enough  to  be  your  father.  I'm  fifteen  ye;^  older  than 
you  are.  Maimie,  You  ought  td  have  taken  lip  instead  with  one  of 
the undeigraduates.  ^    f^d 

.  "I  jjate^undeigraduates," Maimie  cried  out  vehem«»tly.  « At 
I^t-that  IS  to  say.  I  don't  hate  thefn;  I  lik6  them  veiy  weU  in 
their  proper  place  and  m  their  own  way-vyhen Ithfere's  nobody  else 
to  talk  to  and  to  fhrt  with,  you  know,  deair ;  biit  they're  not  fh  to 

r  lif*"*"\***r"*  ^*^l^-    9^^**  gip^Mng,  blushing,  hesitating, 
[oveigrown  schoolboyfr-thafs  what  I  ^them ;  ^htoied  at  evc^ 


«-.  w^«  ««««o, «»""  «Mcu  I  pcrpciuauy  airaiu  ot  their  live 

omg  to  say«)raethi^  that  wifi  shock  or  offend  Vou,  ,  .  ^And  I 

ke^'tfw  best  of  all,  Adilan."  >         T     •*♦****"* 

lu.Jl^S?  ^'""^  ^"'S^-^.r?  yo"»  Hairafe,  that  I  reclArbcate  tiie  fed* 
fae  wth  compound  int<irest.    There,  iust  one  kiss,  tittle  one,  there's 

nobody  coming.   Now^  .  ,  so Yes,  that's  right.    Thankydu, 

darhng.  Maimie,  Maitnie,  you're  really  too  deliciouil  No  more-^ 
no  more  at  present.  We  mustn't  discount  the  wholp  balance. 
That  s  enough  at  a  time ;  stand  away,  Maimie."        t 

Maimie  threw  herself  back  upon  the  grass  with  unconsdoos 
grace,  and  shut  her  eyes  dreamily  for  a  miDiute.  1  "»wu«i 

fc  Jl  ^^iS°''^^5^":::^r'y'  ""'*.  **»  Adrian  ?"  she  saii  in  a  gloating  '^^ 

faraway  fashion.    "1  love  coming  out  and  sitting  he>e  on  the  m  % 

\^  )rou.    I  think  it's  the  veiy  loveUest  thmg  I  dver  did  hiaS 


lone 


onl 


Happy  girl  |  Adnan  said,  somewhat  bitterly.  «•  What  endl(^ 
MS  and  vistas  of  pleasure  you  have  yet  before  tob  I  You've 
Ko  '  Ki  ^^^  ""*  time^crossed  the  outermost  threshold,  and  you 
have  dtill  many,  many  stages  to  pass  befort  you  first  begin  to  find 
out  how  very  hoUow  it  all  is  at  littom.  Ktep  your  ilffins°MS- 
mi^k^p  your  illusions  f  Why.  you  even  succ%  ij  briS  back 

SV  hSr  *^.  ""••  ^^  .# ^^  .^^°»«*'  thirtySiv?!  ^^e  s^U 
S?*^ J  K  *  happiness  is  pdssible-irt  the  future-in  the  future.   Un- 

nSJt^i*^  ^^^il  y^*"  **'  "P*  experience  and  continuous  disap- 
pointment,  we  still  expect  we  may  love  a  woman  and  be  happy  with 
her  for  ever.    This  conclpsively  ppves,  yon  see,  what  SoS 

'If  you  re  going  to  begin  talking  that  sort  of  nonsense 


I  ««.•*!     *  -»*«^fr^  «hail  prtro  this  »«y ^  mvawxu  wnnoiK 

J2fS5,^  '*7t*^"**5T  ^  y°"/  *"^  «°  ^ck  to  SilSuiy  to  tSe  undow 

l!?**"!^-,F"''f'^**"**«s  have  at  least  one  go6d  point ^521 
ncv«-  talk  either  Latin  grammar  or  stupid  cynicisiSToS^."      ^^ 

llnr  hir^J?r"*3  ^'i!.  */**  *1"***^  suddenly,  as  if  recaUed  to  himself' 
[»y  her  word^  and  said,  m  a  new  and  teij  different  tone:  ™ 


~  ? 


-1 1"?*, 


IS 


JtOM  MAJMtS*S  SAKE, 


■-  JGK 


«*Opriani'^<'^  li^  y<^^  C^  ^  Lqh^  some  day.i^  M 
Uta  paSt  you."  ■■•  '  "^ ;  '*•  '  *  ■■■^-  ■■r-'-^'r-  ^  -'  •■v:.:.'><^  t'  .  "  -^^  ' 
"To  London  I "  min&t  cried,  dasptag  her  haiid»  m  ecstw. 
•That  would  be  too  ddwhtfull  That  would  be  just  heavenly 
How  very  nice  of  him!  I  should  love  to  go  there.  Butpajjar-papa 
would  never  let  me  1  Arid  that  dear,  pretty  Kttle  Mrs.  CipriMU,  tool 
.  She's,  just  a  darimg.    Oh,  I  should  iminensely  love  to  go  and  stop  a 


'jaonuiwith  Mrs.  Cipriani!' 
I      "  I've  no  doubt,'  Adris 


*  vc  u«  ««u«M   Adrian  said  quietly,  "Captain  Llewellyn'* ^b- 

^1  jeetions  could  be  easily  set  aside.   We  could  teU  him,  for  oi^ple, 

that  Cipriani  had  a  special  and  peculiar  aversion  to  all  devil-dodgers, 

and  wais  general  secretary  of  a  charitable  society  for  the  total  abou- 

tion  of  parish  churches."  ..■  -  v..  ^    .„;.,  •   • 

"  How  does  he  come  to  have  such  a  name  as  Cipriam !    Maimie 

"  B^use,  Kke  all  the  rest  of  us,"  Adrian  answered,  with  an  fan- 
perc^tible  curi  o^  his  lip»  "he  uiherited  his  surname  from  his  father  s  .| 

uunfly."         * 

"But  who  was  his  falJIer,  you  horrid  creature?  and  how  ever 

did  his  father  come  to  be  called  so?"  ?   1.  i  "v     „  .  , 

"By  a  dmilar  process  of  inheritance  from  his  |;randfi^er  and 
his  remoter  pn«enitors,  I  should  be  inclined  to  conjecture.*'   ^ 

"Adrian,  Adrian,  you  nasty,  rude^  sneering  man  I    I  dont  hke 

:yosi  a  bit  I    I  hate  you !    I  detest  you !    You  know  very  well  what 

nl  meant  to  ask  I   How  do  they  come  to  be  Italians  in  England  1 

;  I«eople  with  names  hke  Opriani  aren't  Iqic  found  every  day  of  the^ 

Vweek  knockhxgup  and  down  all  over  thelapQ-ol.the  countiy^^wy- 

"I  beg  Tpur  p^don."  Adrian  faitemipted  gravely;  «*you  foiifet 

^  *'?So^ye,1£.  Pym."  Maimte  said. rising  as  if  in  anger.    "I 
hopei  to  meet  you  again  next  year  at  Chdord."       ,      .   _^-     , 

"  Maimie,  Maimie  1 "  the  tutor  cried,  puUmg  her  hastfly  down 
again,  and  scL^  the  opportunity  to  kiss  her  soundly  two  or  three 
times  over  in  the  process ;  "you  mustn't  go  away  yet !    I'ln  enjoy- 
ing myself  so  immensely ;  and  so  are  you  too,  you  bad  UtUe  tiling, 
though  you  won't  admit  it.    Don't  waste  your  time ;  most  people 
waste  tliirs  as  profusely  as  if  they  had  hal^ardosen  lives  to  Ihre  to- , 
jrether.    I  love  teasing  you,  and  you  love  being  teased ;  and  ao  why  \ 
SiouMn't  we  both  get  our  f uU  fun  out  of  it  ?    Ljf e  is  surely  not  so 
rich  in  enjoyments  that  we  can  afford  to  throw  away  any  single, 
souree  of  one.   Sit  down  again,  there's  a  dear  Htfle  womari,  tm  you 
shall  hear  whatever  you  Want  to  hear  aboirt  the  Qp"*o^g^ffn 
body  etie on (^^        chdbiB tb isk  about.    You.»we«^tiraeMai*1 
mie;    You  dear  little  Maimie!    You  shall  not  be  bothered  and 
worried  and  made  wicked  fun  of  1    You  ought  to  be  treated  like  * 
Defect  little  empress!"  ^    .  -    . .         «.   jmI 

Maimie  tet  Wm  kiss  her  sedatdy,  her  ch«ek  flushing  a$  h#  did 


wn 


riaxAV'Made 


and  how  ever 


FlJlsr  ZOFM, 


5E:V 


19 


taon  where  he  placed  hef  %htly  down  beside  him  anici^'^ 

"Well;  BOW,"  she  said,  holding  up  the  little  fan  that  hnn^at  her 
jde  to  hide  hex  blushes;  "tell  me  all  about  these  Qpriani  peoi^ 
'  .you?"-  1    ^r-'  -         ■:■■'.  -  ■  ^-A  .  ' 

"  Vft&t"  Adrian  answtited,  making^  a  detemihied  dfoit  not  to  be 
too  teasim  "Jocdyn  Cipriani  is  a  collateral  descendant' Of  Sir 
loshua's  aUy,  and  a  son  of  old  I^aele  Cipriani's.  You  know :  old 
laffaele  Cipriani  of  the  National  Gallery."        ^ 

"  Never  heard  of  him  in  all  my  life  before,'^  Mainiie  answered 
lievoqsly.    She  loved  to  display  the  profundi^  of  her  ignorance 
|to  the  Oxford  tut(»r. 

Possibly  not,"  Adrian  went  on,  with  a  satiriod  smile.  "  There 
lare  many  pc^le  m  London  society  whose  fame  has  never  yetpene- 
|trated  as  far  as  Silbury.  However,  old  Cipriani  was  one  of  that  ma- 
ticular  form  of  irreclaimable  bri^;and  they  used  to  call  an  Itsuian 
(patriot.  Nowadays  the  species  is  out  of  iasi|)ion,  and  peo]^  call 
[them  communists, and  dyn»niters, and  odier'hanl  names;  but  in 
[those  days  they  were  the  height  of  the  vo^e,  and  people  used  to 
icaUthem  Italian  patriots.  Old  Cipriani  raised  some  sort  of  rebd- 
tllon  or  other  against  his  lawful  soyereign^King  Bomba,  I  suppose, 
[or  some  eaually  atrocious  old  t^-^ueezing  figure-head — and  got 
[caught  in  tne  very  act.  of  course  without  having  effect  anything. 
[In  those  days  dvnamite  wasn't  yet  invented,. and  eVen  infernal  ma- 
Icfaines  were  stiU  in  their  infancy;  and  the  intdligent  patriot niver 
[did  eifect  anything.  So  Cipriani  i)^^  languish^il  long  in  a  damp^ 
[unhealthy,  and  doubtless  riieumati^  Italian  dungecm;  until  ^  last 
[his  friends  supplied  him  with  a  golden  key  wherewithal  to  corrupt 
[the  rudimentary  morals  of  his  stem  gaoler.  The  gaoler  prompter 
[succumbed  to  Mammon;  and  the  end  of  it  was,  Cipriani  ^g  rm 
[away,  stole  a  horse  (of  course,  in  the  cause  of  freedom),  rooe  acrcxss 
■'•ountry  over  severaJ  ^credible  passes,  swam  a  mysterious  nunii- 
■r  of  roaring  torrents,  all  swollen  (as  usual)  by  the  recoit  tain?* 
land  finally  got  shot  in  the  side  by  a  minion  of  despotism  just 
|Bs  he  was  crossing  the  frontier  river  on  the  back  of  his  faithful 
itolen  ponjr.  In  spite  of  this  small  accident,  however,  he  con- 
inued  his  journey,  bullet  and  all,  without  intenuptipn;  was  pro- 
""*"  welcomed  by  an  English  adnUnistration,  then  congenudly 

ed  in  suppressing  freedom  of  speech  in  Irdstnd-~and  there- 

fore«  of  course,  wildly  enthusiastic  over  Itai3n  unity;  and,  hasritig 
»*-D«^t  a  letter  of  introduction  from  Msizzini,  or  some  other"^ 
»tonable  firebrand,  was  promptly,  pitchforked   hito  a  good 
at  the  National  Gallery— -on  the  ground,  sqmarently.  thkt 
le^'by^^li^h^jitt^  4taliani~and  then»^ 
ly  cist  to  know  something  or  .other  ilxnit  the  old  masters, 
thejsame  principle,  as  you  maf  have  acutefy  observed^  Itah 
~  the  land  of  song,  a  smaU  Italian  boy  is  inmMthr  idected 
-  Ugh  and  cQagenlal  ttutic^  taste  of  jpkk^  a  ban«l« 


M 


u 


9a 


tSUr 


>»>  MAIMIB^S  MJCE, 


u 


bastmns  and,  toonhasrWrLSf  in  ore  RtnhK^''  ^'^  ^t  * 
mother's  milk,  and  began  to  draw  Sf  r,.?!^*?  ^o^^  *'^'^  "^^  hts 

are  n^^  yourself  acquainted  with  St  John  the  B^DtSt    n3'  *  -^S" 
you  must  take  it  entirelv  on  tru^t  /^«»  >ll  *i.  *  t  "*    ^«ver  mind ; 
ko  despised  the  supJrflSiuS  j  5lo„  i^^^^ 
'tomewha?exclt,sivedi?t?nScSstIaS^^^  ^V 

was^  something  .more  than  a  mere  wUnter  he  S*  t?^  f  i'^'^y^ 
hard,  took  a  firet.  went  in  serioSy^fTci^tik  3n  w^^^^  "^ 
the  inestimable  privfleee  of  mak!n/m„  «z!^:  antiquities,  and  had 

,    both  undeigmdSS  %er^"Oy*'geh^^^^ 
great  artist,  he  has  risoTLrly  to  U  an  R  A  ^„„rf  ft  ^I  .^^^^  ? 
promising:  painter  of  the  younger  ^neitionln  S^  EtS'^^'tf^t^ 
you  will  let  hifti  paint  vou  for  h{«  n.Iri«-  »>  /  fnfir'and.    If  only 

•  l^itest  painter KliSro^'"*'  ^*'^''*'  ^^*''  ^«  ^  be  thJ 

litUe'Sr^f^e^stKr^^^^^^^ 

-iSs  aS^m^-AS'ln 'i^^'  '""'""^J  "^ho  was  she?" 
Ui  h^d."  iwSrS^^ei^lSmot?^  answered,  with  a  careless  wave  of 
you^'ltore  hJerTSfcon^^^^^^^^  ffi  ST'  and  therefore..^ 
hi  fact,  that  we  never  taf7aSS  of  oLaSfhl^^^^^  '^"°*«' 
Jocdyn.  however,  another  wusS^ofhi^  S^a^^  *|Su*^*  "'^^'^ 
very  well-known  l^raon  SdSd-  a  m«f?f^^?"*'^  Chevenfat.  is  a 
guishcd  F<jUow  oHhe  Rw^TLfet?    li^^^*^^^^^  ^^^'"■ 

general.  S^  Claverimr  SS^nh^nf^ rkfS  *.?  "®P^*^^  °^  ^^e  old 
\  nearly  k  his  mone"  ^  MrSbw  I  LSe  t^  tHiT'  .^^^^K^*  ^"^ 
occurs  to  me  it  wou^d  ^tyt^^goS^ihi^i  nSiw^^r  "'  ^^"^'^  '* 
you  go  ^p  to  townfor  Jocelyn  to?3nt  yW  vlu  J?M  ^*"!^  T"^^"" 
duced  to  Sydney  Chevenix  Sv5n.J  >?'  3^**"  could  get  Intro- 
handsome  young  man^  Sydney  fcni^^^^^^^  *.^.«y  ^«=ent. 
ity  on  nitroilycSrine  Md  iu  oSer  SJSi*  *  ^'^tinguished  author- 

Sjdney  C&Lx  S  s^Ti\1i°&^P»°«^5«Sy^^^^^ 

possessor  of  a  very  tidy  snuir  K  f«r*„I!?  ^y?"*/ fbevenuc  is  the 

th^^ousand  a^a?  onSnS  in^^  ^^^  two  or 

teal  t4de^Sco?^^7oS%n*?^^^^^^ 

you  know,  a  young  rniried  Suple  JuJt  bSinSSt  wf  "^^^  *  y^^' 

tomakeUi«i«elv&e^^^ 

Ml,  Adrian?    Mairaie  said  coldlv. 


"WeU,  Adrian? 
"WcU,M^e,' 


Maimie  said  coldly, 
thetutor  replied"  fid 


"^  ha^s^^fi^  gTaice,  "you  ni 
self,  I  can  tell  you,  than    *  ' 
"Adrianl"^ 


8gvn<jggtfag 
light  do  a  wc 


nbeai^ 


-"'    /"'-  •"•B'lt  do  a  worse  thincr^- vonrl 
pick  up  with  Sydney  Chevenix.''*^       ^ 

/'Why,  Maimie,  what's  the  matter  with  vmi  r  tv%«v  -^* 
look  so  h^  with  me."  ««w  wiin  you  ?    Dontgetupan^ 


j&y » 


EXPLOSIVES, 


31 


*  Adrian,  you  know  as  well  as  I  dd  I  don't  want  to  many  ^ff^ 
./  Chevenix,  if  that's  the  man's  name;  or  anybddy  else  you  choose 
pick  out  for  me.    You  know  very  well  what  I  mean  to  do.'  L 
lean  tojnarry— whom  I  please,  Adrian." 
Adrian  shuffled  awkwardly  on.  the  grbwid.    There  wasi  a  slight 
ise ;  and  then  he  began  afresh  upon  a  n^^i^^tbject.        ' 
"  The  4iorse  is  a  noble  animal,"  he  said^  ^^Maimie  r  and  verv 
seful  to  man,  both  in  war  and  agriculture.''  r 

Malmie  laughed  in  spite  of  herself,  but  tuhied  away  half  angrily, 
"You  don't  love  me, '  she  cried,  ^Adrian !    I  always  kpew you 
idn't  love  me ! "  A 

Adrian  caught  her  fei%!ntly<^in  his  arms. 
"Maimie!  Maimie!  My  own  darling  precious  little  Maimiel" 
[he  cried,  eagerly.  "  I  love  you  I  I  Ipve  you !  You  know  I  lov^^u  I 
lA  thousand  times  better  than  all  else  on  earth  I  love  you,  Maume  I " 
I  Maimie  nestled  close  into  his  side,  and  sobbed  away  her  fear 
[npon  lis  broad  shoulder,  as^a.  frightened  child  sobs  and  nesUei  in 
'*^- mother's  bO§om.  » 


i  ■''. 


s 


\ 


CHAPTER  UL 


EXPLOSIVES. 


Ip  there  b«  any  truth  in  olid  superstitions,  Sydney  Chevodx's' 
ears  ought  to  have  tingled  freely  that  August  afternoon  ip,  his  hot 
laboratory  at  Beaun^ont  Terrafce,  Regent's  Park,  N.  W.  For  at  the 
exact  moment  when  Adrian  Pym  was  discoursing  t<^  Mairpie  of  two 
or  three  thousand  a  year  iind  a  distinguished  authority  on  nitro- 
glycerine, H6tty  Cipriani  was  saying  ingenuously  to  her  lazy  hus- 

"If  only  we  could  gtt  some  nice  gu?l  like  Vtt^ noW,  to  make 
herself  agreeiable  to  Sydney  Chevenix." 

And  JocelynX^ipriani  answered  from  the  Beach: 
"  Mv  dear  child,  Sydney  Chevenix  will  never  marry.    He's  wed- 
ded to  his  dynamite,  and  knows  no  otHer  love  beside.   ^Leave  hiin 
alone  to  blow  himself  up  amicably  at  his  leisure  in  his  own  labora- 
tory.   After  all,  Hetty,  you're  the  most  complimentary  wife  I  ever 
met  with,,  for  you  seem  to  be  so  perfectly  encnanted  with  your  own  • 
success  in  your:  choice  of  a  man,  that  you're  for  ever  trying  to  find 
S|iitable  husbands  for  every  other  friri  you  come  across  anywhere." 
But  at  that  precise  moment  of  time  Sydney  CheveniXj^  F.  R.  S., 
t  rising  clwmistagd  distinguished  authority  on  nitro4rihrceri 


was  standing,  with  ears  untouched  by  tinglirtg,  :|lfxing  a  newpro- 
ject^explosive  with  his  Polish  assistant,  Stanislas  Bfenyowski. 

•^Have  you  ever  seen  it  tried  before,  BenyowsW  ?  "  Sydney  Che- 
nnix  asked  anxiously,  as  they  kneaded  up  their  soft  grey  paste  witii 


■«*'^ 


vtf 


) 


"'H 


i 


F*J**»  'autftm  in  a  little  bmwfi  eiMrimin*^^-  ~ "  - ' "  ^'^'  ' 


gut  I  didn't  wait  to  see  mwh  of  thf  &"^^*P  ^?^«  ^  cciff 
the  m^Z^S!^^!.  X^.a«St.PWenib«nr.n.«»:     ..  ,.  .  . 


«;cceed«i  adiSSl^    iie  Ghirf^f  ;K5?^^"^>P«^tion.  ^ 

offi^ :  a  Nilulist  (never^eS^^^^lSiS  W^^^  **  ^^  end  of  the 
f«^'  l"^?  detdiator  id  WmV^.J^^  ^J^^^^X  o^  the  «! 
on  which  he  was  seated -^f  .^S  j  ^/^*^"®^'  underneath  the  stnii 
Je  InvestigaCfi^l  '^^edS„b^»5^^^^  andTo^lS^ 

Sw«on,  just  overhead.    F<^  my^  t^PfJ"**^***"*  o'  «»«  Third 

ai^^t  thi'  moment  of  his  subSSL!? ^^'t  l""*^  rt  prudent  not  to 
hurriedly  but  unobtruSvel^"  S?*  '*?  '^'  ^  >»^&drewStf 
mouth  tw&fced  ^  ^S^Sh  J^^  aga«n- Stanislas  Benytovffi 

•       "And  yoj,  say  it  act«Jveit?<SwniJ?^'f*]P"^  «tpJoit^  J 


Pn  top  Of  it,, 
gyp^.a»if 

^akdi— asfari 
•I  tiif  moment* 


■^r" '?™' iw«*c  b  the  aln^ 


MXPLOSTVES, 


n 


^dnejr  Cbeveniz  phased  for  a  mioMt^,  lind  went  on  rett^tjf^jr 
^tling  nis  explosive  mixture  with  the  utmost  caution.  Then  hi. 
id  in  <the  appreciative  voice  'Of  a  warm  enthusiast : 

"tiat  was  a  very  neat  and  su^^^estive  expa^ent  indeed,  Ben- 

^owsB.    It^  a  great  advantage  to  me  to  have  got  hold  of  a  man 

yourself,  who  Yoa  really  had  some  practical  experience  in  the 

.nufacture  of  these  things  by  scientific  methods.     Your  J?na 

, lining  has  been  quite  invaluably;  to  me'^    If  only  I  could  get  at 

Kobiling,  now,  we  mig%manage  to  do  great  thmgs  between  us  in 
the  way  of  exj^Iosia^^lThere's  a  pjan  for  you— Nobiling  I  What 
a  wonderfully  iq*«|itfP  ipius  he  has  in  the  chemistry  of  the  nitro- 
en  compou^^ !' '  i  wfefi^he  didn't  go  and  fritter  away  all  his  splen- 
Id  scientific^iu>ili|i<^  oh  tfte^  wild  and  absui^  revolutionary  schemes  - 
[of  Mis>aj^  ttt»tni^  would  only  be  content  to  settle  down  and  work 
a  good  laboratory  at  th|s  sorH>f  thlhg,  |ie'd  soofTlbeat 
^^  ^     iw  as  £^l  orijginal  investigator  at  the  science  of  the  sub- 

Benyowsld's  lip  curled,  half  in  disdain,  as  he  answc;red  dr^y: 
''You  foiget  tnat  while  you  men  of  science  r^^  all  this  as  an 

jd  in  itself,  to  us  men  of  politics  it  is  not  an  end,  but  a  means  onfy. 

'ke  true  end  is  the  final  regeneration  of  human  socie^." 

^h6  Englishman  laughed. 
*^y  dear  fellow/'  he .  said  good-htTihonedly,  laying  his  hand 

ith  a  fnendly  emphasis  upon  Benyowski's  shoulder,'"  between  you 
4nd  m«^,  aU  that  is  the  merest  moonshine.    A  good  easy  explosivt 
for  blasting  rod?  wilh— a  new  power  to  cheapen^fr  construction  of 
ttilway  tunnels,  of  canals;  of  docks,  of  harbors— a  material  that  wiU  . 
enable  tis  to  dp. away  at  once  witb  the  Alps  and  tbe  Pyrenees  with 
Panama  and  Caocasus,  with  the  Hhnaliayas  and  the  Hindu  Ku$h— 
that  would  be  a  thousand  times  m(M« -practically  valuable  to  the 
worid  in  the  end  than  all  your  beautiful- Utopian  plans  for  the  vM&r 
mate  r^teneration  of  human  society  by  blowing  up  the  Czar  or  the  * 
Chief  ofthe  TWrd  Section.    Of  course,  it  does?t  matter  in  the  least  ' 
to  me  M^at  you  choose  to  do  with  your  own  explosives,  as  soon  as 
you've  made  them.    I'm  a  man  of  science,  as  you  say— not  a  man 
of  politics— and  I  don't  know  or  care  twopence  about  the  rights  and 
wrdngd  of  Poland  or  of  Russia.    I  know  you're  an  excellent  person 
to-work  with,  and  a  good,  trustworthy,  valuable  assistant.    But 
'^  JSSiif^^^^^P  ***y  "*o"  Russians,  my  dear  fellow,  1  beg  ol 
Xf*"A'liF*^?^  ^^y'.***  thejong  run,  audit  isn't  reaUy  worth  it. . . ., 
And  ftdT-you  think  the  stuff,  if  properly  purified,  n^  at  last  be  . 
ttuule  absolutely  noiseless?"  T^ 

"I  do,"  Benyowski  answered,  with  a  nod.    •»The  vertical  dis 
placement  might  be  so  restricted  by  mutual  interf^nce  of  sound- 
^Lv^j:^  no  JtfLat  aMshould  be  communicated  Jn  any  ^  t<jL4hcu 
»«T«uiii(to  :We'vr<iof  g^  to  perfect  tf^  inventioit 

^-its  jar  is  farless^  as  it  is,  than  that  of  any  other  knowjrezt^fai^fve. 

£r  ?^yy^P  ^^  <*o«J*f  «ot««Jy  <*«f  to  the  demonstrable  Impuri- 
lie«  fresMt ia  tbe  auiMal-r^  (^der  t^  succeed  in  gettii^^  ^etf 


■<-: 


\-% 


— 'T5S-""^;iT  ^ ""^  '*^~«^  "»^  detonate 
.heaven  had  suddenlyStS^  SL  °^^!i'  ^  ^  «"  «vis£le  fii^  feLm 

««™<«»  otciviliSSon I"    ^'"' ,*""'''•  »''«<'.  be  de^dopto^^l 


tered     Q^-Ji      \xr  ^"^^  remarkablv  tari7.,r«  t«    """  determination. 


'wj'T^f 


.  >i?IS^Psr3K'^  <y 


} 


n 


*»^  !?-'•  t.  M       1  a^        i    .  ,        <fid  thing,  if  only  we  c^ 
flop  Sr  I  sl^  work  day  and  night  at  the  investigation  myself 
[  I  ve  got  It  perfect.  »"/»«» 

Benyowstd  smiled  again. 

_"  And  when  it's  peifect."  he  added  quietly,  half  below  his  breath 
bere  wUl  be  new  furniture  and  occupants  required  at  the  Winter 

r*  He's  an  excellent  assistant  Sydney  Chevenix  thought  to  him- 

f  silently;  "but  I  should  certainly  like  him  better  in  his  onVate 

aaty  if  he  wasn  t  quite  so  pugnaciously  redolent  of  this  Iblood- 

-thundrous  continental  Nihilism»"  "*woa« 


%\ 


^»< 


CHAPTER  IV. 
COUNCII.S  OP  STATE. 


•^WtS 


A6  evening;  drew  on,  Staiiislas  Benyowsld  took  down  his  hai 
m  the  peg  in  the  comer  and  prepared  to  walk  moodily  out^ 
i«y  Cfievemx's  neat  littie  laboratory.  He  had  iSap^d  lon^ 
J  mto  his  usual  grim,  morose  sUence;  and  Sydney  hacT  ^n -fa? 
5  busy  with  his  own  wpric  to;  talk  much  further  trWs^n^! 
Bistant ;  so  the  Pole,  as  he  opened  the  door  S^m^ely  iSS 
imaUy,  in  a  mechanical  way-.  -  »"»  "'^^^^X '"W*^ 

"  Anjrthing  more  to  do  this  eveninft-,  patron  ?  "  \ 

'No,   Sydney  Chevenix  answered;  " nothing  more  of  anv  ao 
•od  evening,  Benyowski."  6  "»"«:  oi  aoy  aoi 

"Good  evening,  patron." 
I  And  Stanislas  Benyowski,  hat  in  hand,  walking  stealthilv  and 
biselessljr.  after  the  wont  of  conspirators,  melted^^aw^^Xws 
b^oyers  sight  up  the  laboratory  stairs  into  the  shades  of  e^Sin^ 

^But  an  hour  later,  after  his  mmton-chop  and  glass  of  bIvS* 
«r  hastily  swdlowed  at  a  little  Italian  coSee-shop^n  S^e  r?S 
^Marylebone.  he  issued  forth  and  became  visible  bnce  more  SS 
arkness  of  the  gas-lamps  on  his  road  to  a  tall  nanow  tTnem2.t  in 
back  street  among  the  slums  of  Soha  tenen^nt  m 

U.      11™°""**'^  ^^^.  '°"?  tortuous  stairs  of  the  lodrincwhoiise  lilm      ' 
he  wen  accustomed  to  tW,  and  knocked  at  ihTfoSolT^^ 
biamber   which  was  cautiously  opened  and  hefd  half  aiS^b!  f 

Hv2±:?i:l"!r  ^TT""'    •'i^e  <loor.kee^r  sc^n^^i^y  • 
lentively  for  a  itfciond,  andlhea^Mcclnitm-di  in  h\a^.r^xZ7.^ 

>ut  you ;  the  meVting  awaits  you."  i  ney  are  all  here 

Benyowski  entered  and  glanced  around  him  bv  the  dim  iwk*  ^ 


%*^ 


J6'  -^  A»*  MAIMIS'S  SAJtM, 

ll!2  ?V^J^  ^^  the  young  and  handsome  £aces  of  student  enthus 
w^:  and  among  them,  at  the  head  of  th^long  table/si  rS 
of  M^mei,,  both  of  them  beautiful,  with  aTranfe  open  fwLs  sS 
pfb^taty,  such  as  one  associates,  in  ohe  s  mental  pictuiS-^tii  tP 
T^^A^  Char  one  Cofday  or  of  the  Maid  of  OrSf^^iS^o^ 

!£  r^i?^  ^£!''^r^}^  ^''  ^"'^  ^^^^-^<^^  Ws  seat  near  thelhSd 
the  council  board,  m  the  second  place  of  honor  at  the  lomr  tabll 
»We  by  side  with  the  elder  of  the  two  women.  ^  "***  '^?^^^1 
•k^.ni  ?*'  ^^^  business  before  the  meeting,  to-iifght?''  one 
thtffll-shaven  men  at  the  bottom  of  the  board  s^ked  mSfflv.  "  WhI 
'  ^  f"  extraordinary  conclave  heen  called  this  eveSng  fcfoVe  thi 
regular  day  of  assembly  on  Wednesday  next  ?  "  " 

«^3  {t  X?""? ^  ^<*'  handsomest  of  the  two  girls,  who  evident! 
arted  in  the  place  of  secretaiy.  drew  forth  a  litSe  book  of  dphere 
jwnutes,  ancf  bM:an  to  read  in  a  subdued  voice,  but  with  a  iertS 
studied  ajr  of  official  impressiveness :  ^<^ 

»v  '*  RepubUc  of  all  the  Russias.  Anarchical  an?  IndVsoIuble     U 
Jhe  Name  of  the  WiU  of  the  People.    Amen.    MeeUnSS^Pr 
^lonal  Counca  of  the  English*^  Section.   i8th  of  /iSS^Nev 

SS!««  ?W?**  ."^^*L  consideration-impeachment  of  Miclia 
btefanovitchKonussarofiF,  late  treasurer." 

They  did  not  speak  or  act  like  conspirators ;  they  did  not  whis 

^VIh^aS:T'fi'^^S'-^'''^^°''¥k  garble  their  1^8^^ 
Why  should  they?    In  their  own  eyei  they  were  not  consp^ator 

?L^r"?*?J**.™"'**^"^"'  ^'"^  ^^i"^^  embodiment  of  tl£S 
anarchical  Russian  commonwealth.  ^ 

♦iw.  ni^l!?ii*  ^^  accusation  against  Brother  Michad  Stifeno^tch  ? 
the  dl-shaven  man  at  the  bottom  once  more  inquired. 

S^n  h^lr^hSrWe'aV*"^  '^  ^^  '^  ^^  >°1 
^Who  delates.  Vera  Trotsky  r'StwOslasBepyowsld^^a^^^ 

hanll^^^'^^  ^  - 

nrJ5J*S  ^u  *i  1?  ^?  animated  discussion  as  to  the  hiferentia 
proofs  of  Michael  KomisteroflF's  suspected  treacheiy— very  slieh 

the  question  of  guUt  rfr  innocence  was  hotly  debated  bv  all  thel 
party,  save  only  Stanislas  Benyowski ;  he  looted  on  SrdLty  wX 

a;£i7^"4\^tiSnr^^^^^ 


Then  at  last  the  secretary,  arra 


jeH  neat  and  tidy  for  so  important  a  function,  put  the  question  1 
^ul^J^l^  is  'Slr"^  after  hearing  all  aigSments : 
"  li  it  the  wffl  of  the  Coundl  that  juiSce  be  Sxccuted  Of!  the 


HKft,-. 


COtfitCrLS  OF  STJITM, 


wn  with  an  offl 


n 


y  MftAad.Stefanpvi^h  Komissarofif.  traitor  tdthe  Republic*' 
ircWcal  and  Indissoluble,  and  to  the  united  WiU  of  the  RusdaU 
lie  ?    Those  who  are  in  favor  of  the  motion,  hold  up  thdr  risfat 
J  in  token  of  approval."  -  ^  f^F-^^'^^A* 

Syeiy  right  hand  around  the  whole  table  was  held  tip  iinani- 
f  sly  as  a  vote  of  condemnation.  ^  »«««r 

f'Fer  contr^"  the  secretary  said  again,  looking  round  the  room 
K  an  amused  §mile  of  official  scrupulosity. 
*Jobody resp6nded.  ..  -^rr    •  7.7;^ 

^'  The  sentence  is^caried,"  V6ra  Trotsky  said  dalmly,  maidng  a 
:  note  of  the  deadly  decision  in  her  wee  minute-book    •«  StaSs- 
enyowski,  prepare  the  decree,  to  cany  out  the  WiU  of  the  Sov- 
)  Feople.  :,,  ;   \:\-,'\;'  •   .„      .    .i  ,;«   . 

StanifOas  Btmyowski  leaned  over  the  table.  pencO  in  hand,  for  a- 
^nutes,  and  then  read  aloud  in  a  clear  voice  the  draught  form 
Kficial  decree  he  had  prepared  for  the  occasion.  P^ 

Sf&^IWlf^*p  Russians,  etc.,  etc.    Meeting  of  the  Pro- 
^S?l     "»  English  Section,  i8th  of  August,  New  Stjde. 

Seciigjhat  Michael  Stefanovitch  Komissarof^  formerhr  trwd^ 

has^^Wen  found  guilty  On  suspicion,  by  delation  of  No.  1244. 

r  S^iSfiif"  »".*^ypj5  from  Nijni  Novgorod,  dated  JulylJ 

►.,  Of  treachW  agamst  the  Republic  |um  the  WiU  of  the  PwplS 

jjecrees  ■     \ '        '    • 

LIlS^K?*  said,  Michael  Stefanovitch   Komissaroff,  formeriy 
I  »«^»^'^P«  removed  by  such  means  as  may  prove  most  convenient 

effect  to  the  commWs  of  the  CouncU.  j  »^*» 

\       "By  order:  • 

••  The  Acting  Intendant.  * 

"  Stanislas  Benyowski :  3^47," 

Lhi?!!****''^  accepted?"  the  secretanr asked,  looking  aroand 
U^t^^r  '"''i:*'  *":^*  mWst  of  stUl  anideath-Uke  sacSceT^ 
•AU  hands  went  up  immediately. 

.d  i>hf 'JH*^^  ^^^  ^^"i  decree"  V^  Trotsky  said,  tunlnc 
^dwithabowtoBenyowskl     .        l#^>Ci  *    .  uiumhi 

Pg^w^bpwed  sjditly  Ij  return.  Inllvearied  fashion. 

r  JJraw  lots,  the  indefatigable  secretary  went  on.  putting  a  num- 

^  7t  fisr  °^  ^*^''  ""^^  o;JbScribed!  iira^^^^ 

PlgtM^drew  in  Mgmii  aflcnce. 


3-      < 


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S^te^mij  unfolded  his  scrap  of  paper  with  trembUng  fmkts% 


W 


J^Jt  afAfJflM  s  SJJt& 


.  meeting  stands  adjou^&S/'tUl  t^et.St:^^^^'^'^^ 

hand     Th^tu«ru!i*  ^^^  ®"<l«g:arettes  were  produced  on  evcH 
Se-n>ll'y^?eLtd"S^^^^^^  anLod^lv^^dSS^ 

.  pn>ceeded  to  light  wUoJj  the  f^n^^^^  ^^«'  ^^^^ch  thd,, 

,lng  lesolved  &^^ght^J^^^  and  the^meet^ 

easy-going  Nihilists  S^nrTLi      *  social  conversation  cub  oL 
^'^^nn^crlXg^mSl^^^^  appearance  of  bloodi 

of  the  week  i^^^lS^^^^J^^ 


CHAPTER  v. 

'        ,.  THE  SYSTEBI.  j 

jyj^       /  ucM.nDea  as  just  a  dear,  and  such  a  regular  joHy  good  ' 

«t^iy-"'Sy"S^d;^4'£'.5^'f "  ««'rapria„i  saw 

Ifaiaite  bliuhed  jurt  kToylitU.  (a»w»  fa  L  MMnl  i. 


THE  SYSTEM. 


"  Oh !  weU.  you  toow,  if  it  comes  to  that,  Mi?.  Cipriani,  he  Isnt 
Jng  to  be  a  /eUow  alwap.  He's  called  to  the  BaVTSink  ^u 
U  it--at  any  rate,  he's  a  bamsjer-and  h6  means  some  day  to  rS 

J  to  London  and  to  build  up  a  practice  for  himself  in  the  Temute. 

hxx  taow  he  teach^  law  Already,  and  knows  as  much  about  fc- 

I,  quite  as  much  ^bout  it  as  a  regular  lawyer  " 

'/'That's  weU,"  Hetty  answered,  smiling. '" But,  Malmie    vou 

formal,  as  If  I  were  a  perfect  ogre,  and  you  were  dreadfuUv 
id  of  me,    Besides,;!  like  to  feel  myself  still  as  young  mvoJ 
.     Call  me  Hetty.    It's  so  much  nicer  to  be  friendfy  toSther^?^ 
"I  should  like  to  be  like  a  sister  with  you,  Hetty?'  Ete'«i- 
fred  simply.    "But^ Mr  Cipriani?    I  coufd  never Sll  S^ JoSl 
'ti,^  I  m  sure,  though  I  always  call  Mr.  Pym  Adrian."  '' 

Jocelyn  laughed  and  answered  for  his  wife : 
"The  cases  are  not  exactly  parallel,  Maimie,"  he  said,  cood- 
Imoredly.    "  IJmi  stands  to  you  in  a  somewhat  more  Siwtere- 
Iwn.  I  fancy,  though  I  wish  you  would  call  me  Jocel^n,Sy   \ 
\  t  eyeiy  day  m  these  latter  tfmes  that  I  get  aiw  prttty^iS^glside 
1^  w,  e  to  honor  me  by  dispensing  with  tSe  iSFmy^sS?' 
■  But  Maimie  shook  her  head  to  that;  and  s*  it  Was  Hrtty  and 
dmie  alone  between  the  two  women  from  thatX  f(S  for 
Sll'''"'1^£'  ^?»  «^ayi«to  the  habit  Wdl^rpretty 
Jdhke  simphaty  of  her  innocent,  unsophisticated,  countiy-brS 

LlnX,?JS^n!;L^^t  ^*S  '"l^"^'  J~^«^»P  «<J  Hetty  were  sit- 
iS  2r  •  •  ^^^P'  when  they  heard  a  loud  voice  upon  the  staira. 
Itli  Maimie  s  soft  and  clear  little  tones  acting  sUver  treble  to^S 
Jss  of  a  ^  sailor  throat  which  thundered  o?td^|J  mujc  b^^S 

"So  these  are  your  foreigner  friends,  Maimie,"  the  redoubteWi* 
fcptain  cned  out  loudly,  as  he  pervaded  the  oni  wee  srttingSSom 

fcluihrFSifi  J'^^^  ^  'TiT'  Lo-SonTrieTd? 
re  mcy,  wiin  tiie  Frenchified  name  and  the  trade  of  Dalnt«»r> 

hnrrS^'  ?"L'  ^"^^-."'o^ng.  Mrs.  Somebodi?   I  ?L?lSw 

iXL  ?.^^^^  tongue  around  your  outlandi/h  cxS-L^^ 

er  lingo,  I  m  sony  to  teM  you ;  but  I'm  gJad  to  meet  you  auS^ 

id  t7hS.^^  '"^  *"'"'  y°"'  ^^  Maimie  tils  me^^e^y^ 

|uaintance,_  Jocelvn  answered,  wfth  n»<{»«^;  s;, .\  -l^t.  "^"J^  * 


^f-^^i 


i^^^^^^i''^^^^^^^^    poutS/ 


FTSijf  P^^"  T^^,  y*  ^^  »"  amazement. 
,  Miss  Llewellyn?"  he  repeated  blanklv  "Mfq*  TU».ii.».ft 
jio  the  dickens  said  anything^bom  mS  L^'eweuZ?  Whf  Sd 
Wr  K^LSTh  TAi^  *  P^"°"^  -".stakT^ewhS?'  MV 
SSif^GL^rJ**?  *^  A*"  l^'  Oh.  ah  I  I  «ee ;  you  m«u 
i«WM*l    God  W«M  my  foul  I    Why,  yc^  ye^  you  ¥«in  MiSSJ 


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F0»  MAiaOM'i  SJtkB, 


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.  »*ody  evfr  cMli  her  Miss  UeweUyn,  bless  you  I  Oh/ah !  llH^S 

-J'^  hope."  Hetty  said.,«you11  let  M^ie  come  up  sinii^  daJ 

ftw«i  a  pictur^  and  he'd  hke  i^jipcnsely  to  have  some  sittinw  febr 
,  ner.,'  :j  r  ..-^  -^  '■■■^'  .  ^    /  .  -  ^.  ,; 

chJ5?  nil^^I?"  ^'^''^  askance  at  Hetty,  as  if  he  sniffed 
auet  at  oAce  m.the  uncanny  proposal 
•'  "You^Wtgo  putting  ideas  into  her  head?"  he  said  suspil 

.  devil^odging  nonsense,!  mean,  wfll  you?  Maimie'sagirltKat  Fi 
^  'brought  up  myself  under  my  own  eye  very  particularly ;  never  allov 
any  sentimental  trash  to  come  anywhere  near  her.  And  what's  im 
g^w^Uence?  She's  a  sensible  giri,  Maimie  is ;  aren't  you,  Mainife^ 
M. w^s"  \^^  **"■  ^y^  *  ^**^*  as  weU  as  any  saflof ;  don^^u 
^Saimif?''T>*^^'  o«  the  gold  at  forty  yards  ;4l 

"  I  can,  papa,"  Maimie  answered, 'with  a  bewitching  smile,  whicli 
sjcmed  toguarautee  at  once  that  all  h<ir  father's  stj?nuous  efforts 
to  turn  her  (agamst  nature)  into  a  perfect  tomboy  had  been  haDDUn 
frustrated  by  underlying  softness  ofdisposition.  T  -  ^^^ 
dJrf^Sl^  'Jr'*^^*.J'i^«?  ***  *^n«|on,'  the  old  man  went  on  Ver 
S^;  k"*^"*  *?  ^^"^  ^^  ^n^o"'  Mrs.  Somebody, 
won  t  do  to  let  her  get  her  head  completely  tumedvby  a  pack  of -J 

SS!*oP~PfeP^'}*^«^>^'  .*"^  flattering  her,  anTtefling  Ues  to  I 
an^r^,!;?*^  ^ih^^  *  "r*'*  ?^^ ;  but  she  mustil't  be  allowcd  D 
SLlSS^^liS  **^J''^«>v  It  doesn't  do  to  put  these  notions  fait 
children  s  he^s;  it  unsettles  them— it  unsettles  them.    No.  Mi 
.   Somebody;  it  s  veiy  patural  you  should  want  to  <ijtercise  your  t    ' 

m*S!S5n"^.r»?  ^  °^  "^^."H^  «f  **  P^«t  at  it,  Mkimle-«:u 
S^n^Jll'  1?^  '  ^^"^  you  painting  Maimie.    Maimie.  my  chiB. 
«n  t  have  him  gomg  painting  you  and  turning  your  head  for  vdu 
' l^Z^'A countiy-bred  girl,  you  are,  with  no  nS/sense inyou^; S 
I  won  t  have  them  putting  any  rubbish  into  you.    Have  you  irot  anil 
HonscMe  about  you,  Maimie-got  any  nons4se  ?  "'      ^     ^    ^ 

"  No'  K^'«:!!!?&^?!l[f '^,'J*-S«^"? '  "^  ^^'t^^y  haven't; 

'^^^..c %5j    «  u^*"*^?:'   the  old  CaptaTn  assented.  With  m  sagaj 

dous  nod ;  "she  certainly  hasn't.    She's  been  brought  up  S 

a^y  from  all  nonsense,  aU  hypocrisy,  all  humbug  of  every  kind 

bhes  been  brotight  up  obedient  to  reason,  and  to  reason  onhr    Vvt 
trea^  hersystematically  with  pure  reason.    I'm  an  old  saifei*.  anc 
on  PoaroMupyroused  all  to  Jiave^ffeaLdeal-too  mtt^raofe? 
^^li^^STT-    ^  *!?*''  authority~I  detest  authority ;  I'm 
£d^<J*J£n?  "  ""^        '        ^PP"^  ***  authority,Vii  I  not! 
"  Yott  are,  papa,"  Maimie  answered  promptly,  with  a  tolerant 
■wl.    '•ii^wayi  agree  with  eveiythfaig  papa  sa5i^>i^^ 


fm  SYSTEM, 


l« 


hkjAmm  him ;  and  I  can  always  do  just  «•  I  like  mvsdf  aB 

'?^^"«*?  whatwer  I  say.  it  disn't  matter."  ^^^  ^ 

Hctty-ttoted  with  some  amusement  that  they  both  alwavs  snoln 

^°?f  ««f  .another,  eompletelv  ignoring  each 'other's  pnSn^ 

lAng  due.  no  doubt,  to  the  obvious  fact  that  they  iSS  p^ 

fs  ^(^S!^"^"*^  "*  **  ^  confliptingwith  one  anSS 
'•But  you^  surely  aUow  Mauriie^  to  come  ub  to  town  and  ston 
li  me.  Captain  Uewellyn?"  Hetty  said  coa«Lty.  -JshJ^^nlJS 
"tyoiTM^K''^'  ought  to  gothe«.'lJ's  dying  to  g<r^ 

«*  Oh  yes ;  it  would  be  just  heavenly  t"  " 

^ciSom^*^"*^'  ^P^  5""**'"*  a*arptoneofaston6hed 
;  fust  heavenly  I "  Afeimie  repeated,  unconscious  of  h«^  c^ 

keface  ^SJ^^'nn"^"?'  ,*^^^^?^.^""^  «"*•  "ddSTfe 
fce  face.  V  There  s  no  such  place,  there's  no  such  land  at  afl  on 
[e  Admiralty  clart.  There's  no  such  worid;  thwi'sTsuch  ^' 
l^ce  anywWas  heaven.  And  even  if  Ihere  were,  ft  would?t 
the  least  resemble  London.  On  the  contrary,  Mr.  Mev  who', 
f  good  authority,  says  the  other  place.  MrTSomebSy.  fa\^ 

C^J^L.  *^'"'  K."^^''-  'V  *^™"=»»  like  I^don.'    A 
fund,  sensible,  reasonable  wnter,  for  a  poet,  Shelley.  No  nonsense 


LV^ 


iJ  t:  *—"•"«•    *  «""«*  >■  *uwyf  n  was  a  wrong  word  to  use.  or  I 
fUSc^/-*"*^^  ButlLilcyou^toi^ir 

^k:dfL"'{elS.i^^^  Uewellyn?"  Jocelyn 

LT°'  I r"'^"^^** oiasailor  replied,  with gruflF stoHdity.    " I'yg 

prgo  up  to  Lonqon.    Here  she  never  tees  any  men  or  anvbodv 
CrS  %?'  ^'S?  O^o^^v^nd  those  nice.  wdUbehav^^S 

*^«^»^^to  h»  h^     She'AACountiy^^rf^ 

^JOTWhcr  up  to  London  you'U  turn  her  head,  an*  make* 

^  ;l"*if  ,f  ^f  L^Maimle,  my  dear,  you  shaU  n;,t  go  to  iSi 

Hj,  and  you  shall  not  be  made  into  a  fine  lady."  wi-u»- 

BirW  ZJTk;;  W'l-^^"'^?  answered,  unclaapfag  her  hands,  bul 

Jm^SX^ wirSpP***"****  ^'>^'  ^^  ^^  cSnrideredT^-^ 

u^nmy*  Millet^  go  ioeiMi'«rlatarrjahaU>i^        ^ 


'i{ 


^  'A. 


fox  MAIMIM*S  SArX. 


\ 


irfaatev^r  1  w^i^t  him.    I  shall  tvfi^t  him  round  my  litde  «hb 
H<^'s^a  dear  old  fellow  in  some  ways,  although  he's  so  ^mm^ 
always  get  my  own  way  in  the  end  with  him  and  with  everyb 
I  shall  go  to  London  by-and-by,  and  Mr.  Cipriani  shall  paint 
and  itll  be  just  heavenly— I  mean  delightful.    We  shall  have  no 
ol  fun  in  London  together  1 " 


j'~*   ...  • 


CHAPTER  VI. 


f-^ 


'3>-3 


THE  RESULT  OF  THE  SYSTEM.  ,      ''- 

A  FEW  evenings  later,  as  the  sun  was  setting,  Adrian  Pym  ». 
o«ce  more  among  the  purple  heather  upon  the  West  ClifiF,  and  Mj 
«ie  sat  threading  .daisies  together,  like  the  child  that  she  was, 
.  the  grass  beside  him. 

"And  so  you're  going  away  from  Silbury  next  week,  Adria^ 
l!j«?  said  plaintively,  turning  her  big  brown  eyes  full  upon  hir- 
••  and  then  the  great,  nasty,  long,  dull  winter  will  be  coming  oil 
and  the  season  will  be  over,  and  all  the  fun;  and  you'll  be  goJ 
and  all  the  Oxford  men;  and  there'll  be  nothing  left  on  earth il 
me  to  do  but  to  sit  and  mope  and  talk  to  the  fishermen— and  coi 
the  days  till  summer  comes  again  I "  , 

"  You're  too  /rank  and  too  flattering,  really,  Maimie,"  the  Oxfoi 
tutor  answered,  holding  her  hand  in  his  lazily.    "You  want  to  d 
wooer  and  wooed  at  once.    Don't  you  know  that  you  ought  to  \tsA 
the  love-making  to  me,  little  one,  and  not  to  do  it  all  of  yourself  < 
your  own  account?    Man  proposes;    woman  accepts.    Beside 
perhaps,  for  aujght  you  know  to  the  contrary,  I  may  take  giy  rea 
ing-part^  to  John  o^  Groat's  or  Land's  End  next  July,  instead  of 

"Ohr^drian  I  Adrian  I  You  wicked  man  !  You  don't  love  mi 
J^otonebit;  I'm  sure  you  don't  love  me.  Everybody  else  I  evl 
meet  loves  me  dearly,  except  only  you ;  and  yet  you're  just  the  vel 
one  of  all  others  I  want  the  most  of  all  to  be  desperately  loved  b) 

"The  natural  perversity  of  things,"  Adrian  Pym  responc 
with  provoking  calmness,  yet  taking  her  plump  little  dimpled  han 
between  both  his  own,  and  stroking  it  long  and  slow  with  affectioj 
ate  persistence.  "  Eros  Duseros— criss-cross  love— the  Greeks  us( 
to  call  the  tendency,  Maimie.  Whom  we  love,  loves  not  us ;  ar 
who  loves  us,  we  somehow  love  not.  .  .  .  Maimie,  Maimie,  ^ 
-sweet  Sttle-MuiwiejI-only^^shTo  God  1  didn't  toveycra  I  "^"^^^ 

'The  last  words  came  suddenly  and  unexpectedly  with  a  stranj 
burst  from  the  depths  of  his  bosbhi,  and  as  he  said  them  he  fl«r 
Aer  hand  away  from  him  vebemcnuy,  as  if  ashamed  and  afraid 
his  own  tendemesa. ' 


-ITou  i^meto  Sflburjr  apin,  iext  suninieii  Adiiati."  Maimie 
«spered  softly.  ^'  You  won't  Feave  me  for  two  irhole  r^arawX 
Bt  ever  so  much  as  once  seeing  you,  v^you  ?  "  ^^^  ^^ 

Adnan  Pyta  faltered  and  hesitateik-^ 

"Why  do  you  press  me,  Maimie?"  he  cried  at  last  in  »  i«« 
S^wkT""'^^  vehemence.  , "  Whjdo  youliy  to  force  mv 

"  I  don't  want  you  to  many  me."  Maimie  answered  low  in  a  shit. ' 
aiet,  musical  whisper     "  I  want  vou  to  comp  tn  sJiK«r^  «A  *^^ 
It  Mdth  me  here  on^he  West  Clikfand  holTmy'^^^^^^^^ 

b^f  .rj°?  ^°^' ™"  ^^"i^'  ^^"  anybody,^andrmke'myffi 
eat  as  it  s  beating  now—and— and— and—  tKat'cTii  a  ?i  •     » 

Adrian  PVm  iSbbed^the  holtow%£  of 'his  c^^tn'^^"h^ 
*^.  n'n;v  1  munnured  in  a  voice  Is  of  terrible  pSff  '  ^ 

P°K  t;  »*?i  t-please  don't.  Maimie  I "  *^ 

I  shaU,    Mainiie  answered.    "  I  shaU  say  it  if  I  choose  •  T  t-n 
k  Adnan.  I  love  you  better  than  all  the  rS^;  and  if  I  hk?^  V  L'^ 
m  you  to  your  face  I  love  you— I  love  vou     Oh  AHr,l«  ^i    v 
|makes  my  heart  thriU  so."  ^         "*"'  '^**'^'  ^^^'^^^ 

"  Wh^  rf^l^f^^'  i^^"^^'  y°"  ^"  ^"  n»e  I   You  will  kill  me  i  •• 
,  ^^^fc^'il^^I^l''^  ^*>-  -?    I>o  ten  me,  p^ 

•■  I  know  you  d  d,  Adrian.    I  alwajrs  knew  it  ^  whv^Sf^, 
,"  Because  Maimie-you  Wi7/ wring  it  from  me— I  love  vi>«  ♦«« 

h  forever.'-  "^^"^  ****:    ^"~^  "'"'^  8«  away  and  leavi     • 

^Maimie  clutched  his  hands  tight  in  hers,  as  if  to  hold  h&n  and 

tK'o''^?"^":'^''^^"  sbe  whispered  sofUy. 
e  J?nf  oTe  '^^^S  ^^'  ^^"^'"*  '^^  «^^  ^^^^  <»«« 

*  Maltni^  Maimie,  I'm  manied  alraady  I  * 


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Maimie  turhW  to  hini  ydA  a  longrdeep  breath.  Her  face  fiuihc 
a  beautiful  cnmson,  and  her  hps  parted  as  if  to  speak,  but  said  dot 
ing.  The  tears  rose  slowly  into  her  big  dark  eyes  and  fell  one  b 
one  «pon  her  soft  flushed  cheek.  Then,  breaking  away  to  him  inl 
sudden  access  of  passion,  she  nestled  at  once  upon  Adrian's  she 
der  with  a  childlike  air  of  trustful  confidence. 

"My  darling  I "  she  cried  at  last,  as  the  teari'rose  gp  hotter ar 
f^rer ;  "  my  darling !  my  darling  I— is  that  all  ?  Then  you  will  con 
to  Silbuiy,  won  t  you,  next  summer  ?  "  . 

She  threw  kerself  back  with  her  breast  on  his,  and  her  babv-f 
looking  up  all  entreaty  into  his  cold  blue  eyts;  and  Adrian  Pv 
tJlought  he  had  never  in  all  his  life  seen  the  beautiful  giri  look  loi 
her  or  more  innocent  than  in  that  supreme^oment  of  complete  am 
""i  •  tVl"^^  expected  she  would  have  drawn  back,  as  any  othe 
girl  would  have  done,  in  horror  and  disfhiay  at  his  crushing  an 
nouncement ;  instead  of  that,  she  clung  to  him  harder  and  moil  lov 
ingly  than  ever,  as  if  I^ef  arms  could  never  release  their  tight  hold 
his  neck  and  shoulders.  * 

"My  darling!  mv  darling!"  she  went  on  whispering.  «i 
nothmg-its  nothing)  You  wiU  love  me  stilll  You  will  nwer  fo 
sake  me!.      '•;''■.■:'•,', 

"Mamie."  the  tutor  cried  half  sternly,  shamed  into  momenta 
respect  for  the  conventions  of  morality  by  her  childlike  self- 
donment,  "you  mustn't  cling  to  me'  so;  itisn't  right  of  you.   •;» 
oueht  to  be  angry— angry  and  shocked  at  me.    You  oughtn't  t^i 
on  Joyinjr  me  so ;  you  oughtn't  to  speak  another  word  to  me."       i 

"I  dare  say  I  oughtn't,"  Maimie  answered  low,  clutdjinir  hid 
stiU  harder  and  pressing  against  him  till  he  could  feel  her  heart  lej 
m  her  bosom.  "I  dare  say  I  ouehtn't.  I  don't  know :  lidon't  \3 
derstand  about  all  these  things  like  other  people,  you  knoW,  darlii 
I  haven  t  been  brought  up  to  understand  them.  I  never  had 
mother  to  tell  me  all  about  them.  I  can  oirty  do  what  my  instinj 
S  T^'  ^H*  '^  y^»  ^  got  a  wife  already,  Adrian,  you  don't  ta 
het  4bout  with  you  now  anywhere ;  so  I  hope  youll  come  to  Silbi 
again,  and  love  me  always  the  pame  as  youVe  always  done." 

Adrian  seized  her  eageriy  in  his  arms  and  covered  h*r  face 
warm,  long  kisses.  .  , 

"Maim|e,  Maimie,"  he  cried  fai  an*  outburst  of  hot  irrepressiJ 
passion,  "you re  too  innocent  or  too  wicked,  I'm  surd  IJ don't  kn 
which ;  but  you  mustn't  talk  sp— you  mustn't  talk  so.  I  don't  kn] 
what  you  11  make  me  do  if  yoii  go  on  talking  so  any  longer."       * 
^ni"iM  *" '  T:!?  ^*'"  Maimie  answered,  soft  and  low,  dlnghig  to . 
still  like  a  chUd  to  its  mother.    "I'm  so  happy,  so  happyt-so : 
prenjely  happy  I  q  Adrian,  I'm  so  glad  to  know  it's  only  that  I  Y\ 

-caa^Gve me  still,  can'1ryou,imy  darting?*^  f  ..,——--■  j 

^"But  Maimie,  Maimie!  I  mustn't,  I  mustn't.    Apart  from  evJ 
other  consideration,  it's  wrong  to  you,  it's  spoiling  your  life,  il 
blighting  your  future,  all  fbrmyo^vn  selfish  personal  gratificatic 
T*5W  mustn  t  love  me  any  Ibnger,  darling.   I  ought  never  to  have  J 


liSA- 


TBrnhssviT  «^^^^^^ 


h™g  a..att_«.  it  had  aU  gone'.S^fe^'S'd^^V'SS;^ 


fN  '3 


Are^K)«» 


^diS?^-^'"  ""'•«»"»:<?'  <^«ba*  ^.  I  h„^    _ 

a|l,n^.™a*ri„  love  with  youL'Tl'L  22r.^,S^Sr^. ; 

lo  oddfitf^jimes,  and  xm^t  3' J^V""'  ">=•  Yon  were 
-hy j«u;didn't manyl^  i SdSnd^i  J™ """W  ■"" ««" »« 
iryouitalljrloveme."        "*»?«?»«M  t  all  now.    rm  so  happy, 

kenl'S  mr's.sus«itis  •'r'  ^  "»•  »<■  >»/ 

|iinutes.  ,  *MKKung  witn  himself  internally  for  a  £ew 

"Maimie,  Miimie/' he  criid  at  last ' " I  mnc* -w. 
►u,  I  must  put  an  end  to  ^iSus.   I  rndt^lf*  ^^^^^  *"^  ^<=^^ 
[ain  to  vex  vou."  \  T-         *  ^^^  «^er,  never  some  back 

anS'stlS^hS'S^^  ' 

olutely  complet^  She  had  dii^  h^?  ^  "^  ^f""  ^»PP™ess  waf  ab- 
advened  only  teara  offov  fe  1h?fi«f  c'^S  altogether  now.  She 
ndW  Ad^'s  tenifiVs^ret  wL  S  er  5^^  ^*=^^  «/  delight  at 

afd  to  trust  himself  S  IdiiruJ^n^Sr''"^^^^ »"  ^«  ^^«^' «« i^  half 

[wnWe  fpr  you  t^irt  vWthrti^i^.^'^^'r^^^  ^*^  boys  I  bri^ 

Y  it  is  M4tal  to  the  hLaS^^^nX';    '  ^^  ?  ^°°*'  »«  ««  t>oy| 

tporaiy  idiocy  about  tL^^?^  ^^^^\^^^ 

the  undfcmraduates  I  bring  down  S*n«,    ^  ^^^  ^^^^e""*  ^^^ 

-the  whole  Blushing  stammf rinHLck  S  ^  "^  ^variably  idiots 

Ipassmg  acquiescence.    -S^Jri^f??!''^^    Maimie  nodded 

Irmaid  at  an  inn  at  Hastings     S  1^x1  *»™ajd-^yes.  a  mere 

fe~I  hadn't  mpt  you  vSaimj!    "Al!!?^  ^e''^  ^  ^an«>d 

Mr.    Before  that,  wTS  with  lUt^n^  ^^'^f  *"^  »»«'»  ^^ 
pnce,  and  relent,  and  refiSin-  ^fhinS     ^**^"u'"  ^^^  Portal,S 


*. 


'..;■•;>■ 


,VV''->     ■^"'i 


^ 


'4\''  '" 
I 


7 

/itw?  mJlimib*s  sake. 


S6 

r 

as  ass  that  I  was,  and  nevef  told  the  Oriel  people  one  word  abovt 
it    For  awhfle  I  went  to  life  with  her  in  the  vacations,  and  we^ ; 
•40n  well  enough  together,  bf  ore«th!e  inevitable  aw:akening.    But  the  i 
awakening  came,  and  we  agreed  to  part.    Nobody  byt  inyseU  aijd 
,her  knows  anything  about  it.    I  took  my  fellowship— which  I  hold, 
by  a  straw— and!  make  her  an  allowance  eyefy  month.    That's  all  i 
the  foolish,  hateful  story,  Maimie.    As  law^0es,  she  fian  taboo  me, 
like  the  dog  in  the  manger,  from  all  other  women  whom  I  coujd 
love  better.    So  now  yoo  know  why  1  can't  marry  you,- and  why  I 
can  never,  never  marry  you." 

"  And  do  you  love  her,  Adrian  ?  "  ^  ,:',',  .«i 

-    "  Love  her,  Maimie  I    Love  that  woman !    I  hate  her  I    I  hate 
her  I  With  all  the  profoundest  hate  in  my  whole  nature,  I  utterly  hate 
and  detest  her !    She  has  wrecked  my  life  for  irie— wrecked  it  and. j 
mined  it;  and  now— now,, worse  than  all,  Mjiimie,  she  will  prevent 
me  for  ever  from  marrym^  you,  my  own  darling ! "  ' 

•' But  she  can't  prevent  you  from  loving  me,  Adrian ! '  ^  ,.  , 
'*  She  spoke  it  with  such  perfect  innocence  and  Simplicity.looking  lipl 
once  more  at  him  with  infinite  love  in  her  .big,  beautiful,,  open  eyes,] 
'that  Adrian  j^m,  for  all  his  philosophy,  was  fairly  staggered  and  as-| 
tonished  at  her  calmness.  Even  from  Maimie,  child  Of  mature  that] 
she '  was,  he  didn't  expect  such  absolute  unconventionality,  as  hej 
•himself  would  have  preferred  to  call  it;  ,     ,*    '  I 

"My  darling,"  he  cried,  kissmg  her  forehead  tenderly,  like  al 
father— he  dared  not  kiss  her  ripe  r^  lips  at  such  a  moment— "yoid 
mustn't  talk  so;  for  my  sake,  you* really  mustn't.  If  you  do,  I] 
don't  know  what  act  of  irretrievable  folly  you  .may  not  drive  me  to.| 
Hate  me,  Maimie;  hate  me,  and  be  angry  with  me.  ^  I  have! 
wronged  you  deeply ;  reproach  me,  reproach  me.  But  don  t  iook  ati 
me  like  that— don't  say  you  love  me ;  be  angry  with  me— be  anm 
of  else  you'll  kill  me ! '  ^  ' 

"Adrian,"*  Maimie    said    once   more/ m   a   pleading   voice 
••  whether  you'r?  married  or  whether  you're  not,  you'll  come 
next  year  to  Silbury,  virOn't  you,  darling?  " 

Adrian  faltered.  -       '  .         ,.-, 

••  I  don't  know,"  he  answered  evasively.    "  II I  really  loved 
^if  I  did  what  was  best  for  you,  Maimie— fd  go  away  and  neve 
never  agjiin  come  near  you.*  But  I'm  too  weak ;  I  haven't  stren^^ 
of  mmd  for  }t.    If  only  you  had  sprung  away  from  me  when 
first  told  you,  and  been  shocked  and  horrified,  and  cried  out  that 
was  a  cruer  wretch,  and  all  that  sort  of  thing,  I  could  have  gor 
away  easily  enough  for  ever.  But  when  you  throw  yourself  like  m 
upon  my  shoulder,  and  ask  me  still  fo  come  next  year— though  yoj 
^^ifaww  no  good  tan  conceivablyarise  from  itHfcad  that  I  can.  never 
any  possibUity  marry  you — why,  flesh  and  blood  can't  poaubly  - 
sist  you.    I'm  a  poor,  weak,  miserable  creature,  Maimie  and 
hiv^'t  strength  of  mind  to  do  what  I  know  I  ought  to  do."i 
Maimie  grasped  his  hand  tight.  1^ 

« I'm  sa  glad  you're  a  poor  weak  creatuic>"  she  said  gaify»  **  i 


araer,  seize* 


i'ouTics  m  ACTioyi :. 


'j#— ^># 


37 


■»  guua  ooy  I    xnats  a  dear  I    That's  a  darlinel  Nowv  v«.T 

|»ust  give  me  just  one  more  kiss^ne  more  oiuji^uid  then Tffl 
Igo  back  down  to  the  village,  for.  papa'U  be  ^Sring  wha??n 
^s.beconae  of  me.  That'll  dojarling.  I  lovfyo ?!  f  W  JCf 
iGood-ni^ht  Adrian,  fllsaygoodrnight  to  you  nowXthSeof 
iL^'^^f'*^*'''*'  ""^^  ^^^  oneanoWdJwnon  thepSldf^u 
lkhow;1,ut  you  must  walk  home  with  me^of  coSree  to^urS 
Idoor.  for  papa  know's  it's  all  right  as  long  ak  rvrdnlv  Wn  „«*  SS^ 
|you.  darHng.  He  doesn't  Uke  me  to  be  fufso^Le  vXth  the  «nX^ 
■paduates.    He  says  the  undergracluates  ar?v?it^dl^onduc^^^ 

young  feUows  only  that  i  mustn't  walk  out  with^Tm  iSfi  S« 

Sa^Sle^^?in^pt^V.^^^ow.of 


"*5 


CHAPTER  VII. 

POLITICS  INACTIOnI   .  ,  -i^ 

ll«n'''St''-^*i>^*^™°*l".'  ®*  Sy**"«y  Chevenix's  laboratory  in  Lon- 
fon.  Stanislas  Benyowski.  silent  and  glowering  by  5Sf  in  iK 
kraer.  seized  the  opportunity,  when  lydney  clevjnhc  ^  iut  of 
he  room,  to  take  hfe  cipr.case  out  of  ^his  pocket  S^d  ^ect  foSr 
«ge  ci^  with  much  deUbemtion  out  of  the  five  3?at  ^S  inT 

LSlwh.^'  "°l^  <^^f"My  ^th  his  eyes.Xi^ng  Si'anriSl  a 
inaU  white  mark  on  one  of  its  sides,  made  by  a  flaw  in  the^t<i 
^.  not  far  from  the  tq)erine  end  intended  for  thekouSpfece 
.w^JS"*  ^^^^  *^^s  ^e  opened  dexterouslylby  rSs  of  hi»: 
cket-knife  unrolling  the  outer  leaf  of  the  tobaccrMShtfie  4^ 
I  expert,  and  excavating  a  little  hoUbwin  thrtenKf  eaShTeS 

hateur  would  ether.    The  leaf  rolls  back  quite  neatly  and  na^ 

S  af    Th.?c  ^^  ?^  the  inside  wiU  sooX  set  it  all  right  agSn 

feiWmbfJ    ^^  exceUently  done.    ItMrasn't  for  nqthiSg  tK 

P^^y  ^°"'  years  m  the  Imperial  Tobacco  Factory  at  Dfrpat;  to 

K7  Chevenix  returned  to  the  laboratonr.  ^  ^*^^^ 

I  t  A  lucky-thing,"  he  said  meditatively  in  his  own  soul  as  hi* 

^Cn3?K^^'^^\*^**.^°^'^  ^'  *e  chemicS^-S  Send 
asaroff  happens  to,be|;iven  so  much  to  the  ri^.    VmJmU 


I 


rit 


1*^ 


:'(••; 


38    Y-T'  ,  FOR  MAIMIE*S  SAKE, 

kooclc^  up  against  bim  before  veiy  long,  and  thisTI  settle  the  matftei 
amicably." 

When  work  was  finished,  Stanislas  Benydwski  took  his  hat  dowjn 
.  from  the  pegi  nodded  in  a  familiar  way  to  his  employer,  and  turned 
'  astlMsIy  out  into  the  streets  of  tondgnl  It  was  d  lovely  autumn 
evefiing,  still  earlyj-not  more  tlOfe  <afe  o'clock,  for  he  had  left  ofif 
woric  betimes— and  he  strolled  on  with  no  viery  definite  o^jeict  town- 
ward,  down  Portland  Place  and  into  R^nt  Street.  ' 

A  p<^ceman  nodded  to  him  in  a  friendly  mannl^r  as  hit  passed 
the  Circus.  Stanislas  Benyowski  returned  the  nod  in  a  silent,  moroiBe, 
curious  fashion-— for  the  constable  was  a  Pole  and  an  ex>Nihilist, 
Wfrfoyed  as  a  sort  of  special  policeman  for  the  foreign  quarter  att)und 
Soho  and  Regent  Street.  , 

Walking  downWaterfoo  Place,  he  saw  a  shabbily  dressed  ^ 
a  httle  in  front  of  him,  making  his  way  in  the  direction  of  Chaiinff 
Crossfoot-bridge.    Benyowski  started.  ^  ^ 

^"I'^l^'^^.^^Z^f^^'f^"  he  thought  to  himself  sUentk. 
••The  Unconscious  has  delivered  him  at  once  intq  my  hand.  Ha#. 
mann  is  right  It  sometimes  strangely  approaches  design  in  tib 
marvelous  patness  of  its  opportune  comcldences.  The  old-fashioii^ 
mind  would  have  seen  in  this  the  finger  of  Providence.  We  see  in 
it  rather  the  working  of  the  Unconscious.  Both  are  inscrutable, 
dtvme,  mysterious," 

"Ho,  Komissaroff !"  he  cried  in  Russian  to  the  mante  front  If 
wm ;  "It  8  ages  smce  I  ve  seen  you.  Where  are  you  off  to-now,  mV 
dear  fellow?  ^  '    ^ 

Komijsaroff  turned  and  answered  jn  a  friendly  Voice,  as  he 
brought  down  his  palm  on  Benyowski's,  outstretched  to  receive  it : 

••  I  gp  down  to  Guildford  to  row  on  the  river.  I  am  in  ne«)  of 
ocercise.  M  and  my  friends,  we  keep  oui*  boat  there." 

♦•CoodI"  Benyowski  cried,  with  evident  pleasure.  "The  fa^ 
are  propitious.  I  vrill  go  down  with  you.  Oddly  cnouffh,  I  too 
have  an  engagement  to-day  at  Guildford.  No,  not  boating,  friend 
Komissaroff;  another  litde  appointment  of  a  more  delicate  nature. 
g«nj»t  too  curious ;  it  is  a  feminine  failing.    We  will  go  together  to 

They  went  together,  th^  Russian  talking  volubly  all  the  way; 
VrA  then  Benyowski  insisted  oh  seeing  his  friend  down  to  the  riv«^- 
ye  and  into  his  boat  before  leaving  to  fulfil  his  mysterious  cngaae- 
S*"^* ,  As^Komissaroff  was  on  the  point  of  pushing  off  from^c 
Jliwe,  the  Pble  drew  his  c|gar-case  casuaUy  fitom  his  pocket,  selected 
a  c^  ^  a  studious  care  that  seemed  almost  unnecessary,  tod 


*—  --r.J^^y»**.*  "*»^iX  ^^^^^a™  "P  among  the  wOlowy  teaches  «i4y  i 
gward  Godalmmg.    TJie  Pole  stood  watching  him  with  grim  m%  I 

ft'SUTi^*  *?**  f  ?«^^*  ^*^*^  ^  bending  wiUows,  ^d,  <:£. 
|lj|^  akn^d  a  luitlve  locdu  retunied  qtOckfy  to  tha  itatioii,  «od  Jii^ 


MGH  SEA&, 


19 


lito  the  next  train  fbr  l^ndon.    He  wm«  *fiw%..«4.  •l      l  4    ..  . 
epfeode--forit  washothinor™^\^*^  o^   .  .'^^      the  whole  little 

figuring hto?r ?StKatSd  SiHS- ^'*™'.  1?  »y  way  4* 

for  himlgMSty.'^  ^'"'«- '  «"^" » ■»«  •»«  such  a  trap 

«id«.  duty  not  only  wKu?=SSfc^  "^  "»»«'"  P"^  "^ 

Stanislas  Benvowsld  No-T-m?^?^*'  '^^^'^S^  Jntendant  Brother 
business-liKS  Wnef  kT.^     report  drjiy.  m  the  most '  ^ 
chad  ^l^^o&Kl^SSil^^^lTrZ^'''^  Pttjviously.  Mi.   ^ 
in  the  River  Wey,  at  Sffi  Kl^S"'^*"'*^*^ 
in  which  he  was  Kig  wfwomS^  wti^SJ^'^^A^S'^^i^ «?  *  •'^t 
of  the  Council-S^kSl  TniJmaSt??'    ^^"^  "^^^  *«  ^^ad*** 
quired  casuaST^HLi  v^u  lJ?wTi  *  .P^ft^ni^ed  Gennan-^im 
with  a  quiet  smile :       '^      ^^"^  ^^  \  *''    BenyowsW  answered. 

tiJa^^TL^^'mellls  ^^ST^r'^""*-    ^2  "^  *»  ^^  P^ 
cigar  I  teU  vSu  friSS'-r       ^  ^an  j>ut  as  much  explosive  into  * 

policemen  ever  todetllr?  i*     r^  k  !1"^.  **r  ^  **»<»se  clumsy  Emriish         • 
S»  Wm  of^hlj^pl^  **•    ^V^  "^  ^«*  to  trifle  nowaJayB^SS 


CHAPTER  Vllt 


BIOB  8EA& 
«6tlw.    TiS  Zu^Sih J'lfi'J-'™'^'*  •  ««M  deal  o?«.' 


'^y 


''\ 


fs 


¥> 


FOR  WAIMIE^S  SAJTS, 


tee  her  running  in  eveiy  morning,  with  a  nod  and  a  snSle  for  the 
landlady  and  her  daughter,  and  a  bunch  of  fresh  roses  in  a  httle 
basket  from  the  Captain's  cottage-garden  for  herself  and  Jocelyn. 
To  be  sure,  Maimie  was  at  times  a  trifle  sadder  than  usual  tliat  kst 
week  (for  was  not  Adrian  Pym  going  so  soon  to  leave  Silbury  ?^,  b^t 
not  much,  for  Maimie's  was  not  a  nature  to  take  readily  to  sadness, 
whatever  came;  and  she  consoled  herself  with  the  thought  that 
Adrian  loved  her— that  was  enough,  and  no  need  to  cry  over  ft. 
She  felt  now  she  understood  him  better.  He  loved  her  really,  in 
spite  of  that  strange  occasional  moodiness  of  his.  And,  besides, 
they  shared  a  secret  now  between  them;  and,  young  as  Maimie 
was,  she  knew  already  by  intuition  there  is  nothing  on  earth  to  bmd 
two  people  dose  together  like  common  possession  of  an  incriminat- 
ing secret.  ,  ._ 

But  the  time  wore  away,  and  the  day  came  which  was  to  be 
Adrian's  last  but  one  in ^aibury.  .      ^.  ^      ^  ,  ,  ,. 

That  afternoon  the  'dfta  was  runnmg  high  and  breezy,  and  the 
breakers  were  tumbling  in— not  boisterously,  but  finely—on^  the 
beach  in  front  of  Jocelyn  Cipriani's  summer  lodjrings.  JocelVn  hun- 
sdf,  seated  in  the  bow-window  that  faced  the  Parade,  ^as  loolmig 
out  with  immense  interest  upon  the  huge  white  cataracts  aa  they 
followed  one  another  in  rapid  succession  upon  the  jutting  ledges  of 
the  beach  opposite.  It  was  a  grand  sight,  and  a  very  beautiful  one. 
Jocelyn  Cipriani  gloated  over  it  with  a  painter's  appreciktion.  Pres- 
ently a  small,  daric  cloud  rose  with  pmmbus  rapidity  upon  the  pale 
horizon,  and  sudden  little  whiffs  of  gusty  wind  c^me  swirling  past, 
driving  the  autumn  dust  in  eddying  circles  upon  the  narrow,  gmv- 
eUed  roadway  straight  in  front  of  him.  ^  /.,    ..        .   ^i. 

"Wind's  freshening,"  Jocelyn  called  out  chefenly  throurii  tiie 
open  window  to  the  taut  coastguardsman,  as  he  passed  with  his 
ffkss  under  his  arm  before  the  little  lodging-house. 

"  Ay,  ay,  sir,"  the  man  replied,  with  a  friendly  salute,  peering 
anxioWly  out  to  sea  to  south-westward ;  "  a  nasty  squ^l  driving  up 
the  CItonnel.   We  shall  have  a  capful  o'wind,  I  take  iti  afore  n%ht 

fall  '■*  / 

Jocelyn  sat  there,  lazy  stfll,  patching  the  breakers  tiimbling  upon 
the  shore,  and  presently  took  down  his  field-glas*es  from  the 
mantelpiece,  and  proceeded  to  scan  the  hard  line  of  the  grey  hon- 

'**"*«•  Is  tiat  a  sail  out  there,  Hetty  ?  "  he  asked,  pointing  with  his 
fonifinger  to  a  mere  speck  away  out  upon  the  ChaAneL    "  If  s- 
•he's  got  no  right  to  be  out  in  such  weather  as  this,  I  warrant,  i 
•he's  a  mere  sWff,  a  Uttle  cock-boat,  a  nothing  of  acraft  for  «W* 
■tormy  evenin 


It  Ytna  carei 


fo  be  knocklnf 
as  I  can 


_.  £r  a  sail,    , 

••  a  small  boat  with  a  very  big  sail  on,  i 
t^p.  dreadfuUy  on  the  top  of  the  M%yts,  too,  as 
iprfth  the  glaM,  jocelyn."  .  , 

£v«ii  u  they  spoke,  a  fresh  gust  came  sudde^y  loond  the  cUfff  i 


BIGH  SEAS, 


41 


'/ 


from  westward,  and  drove  the  dust  and  leaves  before  it  in  a  tiny 
whirlwind  with  unexpected  vehemence.  It  was  one  of  those  uriy 
lapid  bursts  of  wind  that  often  sweep  in  hilly  countiy  down  a  funndP 
shaped  valley  on  to  the  open  sea  in  treacherous  weaker. 

"  Nasty  squall,  sir,"  a  fisherman  cried  from  the  beach  to  Tocdyb. 
"  Seems  to  be  a  sail,  that  there,  out  yonder  to  windward."      ' 

"  Yes,"  Jocelyn  answered,  uncBncemedly.  "  I  dare  say  we  shall 
bsxc  of  an  accident,  too,  before  morning.  Duke  mart  magno,  said 
old  Lucretius.  The  cmel  old  brute;  for  aU  his  phitoMphy.  he 
would  have  positively  enjoyed  it ! "  « 

A  few  minutes  later,  a  second  fisherman  came  up  from  the  beach    , 
and  addressed  the  first  one  with  eager  anxiety ;  and  before  long.  9.^ 
hasty  htUe  group  had  gathered  buzzing  about  them.'discussing  with 
evident  warmth  some  unknown  question  in  which  they  all  appeared 
to  be  profoundly  interested.  rv     ^-^ 

•;  What's  the  matter  ?  "  Jocelyn  cried,  putting  his  head  carelessly 
outside  the  lodging-house  window.  "  Sometlung  up  ?  Goine  to 
get  out  the  life-boat?  Ship  off  the. coast  there  in  distress  some- 
where?. /? 

One  of  the  fishermen  lookeTup  to  him  with  bronzed  face  tiini«d 
pale  as  a  woman  s,  and  answered  quickly :  : 

"  We  ain't  got  no  life-boat,  more's  the  pity.  I  wish  to  God  we'd 
only  got  one  I    Miss  Maimie's  out  there."" 

"  Miss  Maijnie ! "  Tocelyn  cried  with  sudden  soberness.  "  You 
don  t  mean  to  Hty  she  9  off  in  that  boat  yonder  ?  "       ' 

"  Ay,"  the  man  answered.  "  Miss  Maimie  I  It's  Miss  Maimie, 
God  help  her  I  She  an  the  Cap'nwent  out  there  sailing  in  the 
Capns  boat  afore  this  'ere  squall  that's  coming  drove  ovfer;  and 
the  coastguard  can  see  they're  in  distress,  and  we're  going  to  put 
off  a  boat  to  help  em.  God  save  the  young  lady,  and  ^Ther  safe 
to  land,  says  all  of  us."  .  -o      ^ 

JiKelyn  Opriani  jumped  up  at  once  hurriedly  from  his  chair. 

"Hetty,  tfettyi;  he  cried  in  eacer  ha^e,  "I  must  go  too;  I 
must  go  and  help  these  men  to  saveher."^^  k     w ,  * 

"But  Jocelyn,  my  darling  I  the  sei's  so  high.  You  don't  under- 
stand boats-not  in  the  sea,  at  least  You'S  better  leaye  it  to  the 
nsnermen,  hadn  t  you  ? 

.h^'J'?®*''  P°°**'  ^?^r  *he  painter  said  laughingly,  pinching  her 
cheek  to  reassure  her  from  her  terror;  "the  sea^  nothing,  Sbso- 
lutely  nothing ;  and  as  to  rowing,  remember  I  rowed  fivoHfamy  col- 
lege eight  when  I  was  at  Oxford,  I  can  puD  in  the  sea  as  WeU  as 
on  a  nver.  What  are  mjrarms  for?  We  can't  m  and  leave  the 
rescue  of  poor  Maimie  all  to  these  rough  ignorant  fishermen  fellows. 
I  shlSlj'lJ^-^^-v'^  *"*  for  her,  surely.  Hetty.  Pym  and 

As  he  spoke,  Adrian  Pym  came  running  down,  haUess  and 

Ck  ?.u  "**  ^•"'*  ^?5*^'•  ^^  i***"«^  ^«  ''>"»d  of  talkera  on  the 
fcadi.    They  w«e  pu  ing  down  a  boat  to  the  shelving  shore  now. 

viwttt  go,  Hetty."  Jocelyn  cried  hurriedly.    « If  1  <|on't>  *r 


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FOR  UAtMIB'S  SAKE, 


!.* 


OHM*  they'll  be  off.  without  nic  Good-bye,  darling ;  I  mustlft  |»it 
a  moment.  For  poor  little  Maimie's^ake,  Hetty;  for  yam  tttue 
Maimie.    We  must  try  to  save  her." 

"  Poor  little  soul  1  'Hetty  thought  to  herself  with  clasped  hands 
as  he  went.  ^5,If"  she  were  to  be  drowned,  though  I've  only  known 
her  for  ten  da^S,  I  should  cry  my  eyes  out.  But  I  do  wish  Jocelyn 
hadn't  gone,  for  all  that.  If  he  were  to  be  drowned;  |);iat  would  be 
twenty  tfanes  more  terrible  than  anythmg."  ^^ 

Meanwhile,  Jocelyn  had  rushed  down  auickly  to  the  beach,:,aip 
with  his  easy  air  of  authority  and  command  had  taken  a  seat  and'  k 
stout  oar  in  the  little  strong-built  fi^ing^boat. 

"You'll  come  too,  Pym?"  he  cried,  turning  to  Adrian;  and 
Adrian,  throwing  off  his  flannel  coat,  and  baringliis  great  muscular 
arms  to  ths  elbow,  jumped  into  the  boat  without  a  siogie  word,  and 
took  a  seat  and  an  oar  m  front  of  him.  .  -»     ' 

'♦  Now  then,  you  others,  be  quick,  all  of  you ! "  Jocelyn  shoutied 
widi  the  voice  of  a  bom*  commai)der.  "Fall  into  your  places! 
'That's  right !- Push  her  off,  vou  there  I  and  roW  for  your  lives,  men, 
as  hard  as  you  can  row  her.-'  ^ 

..Thw  headed,  her  with  difficulty  through  the  fierce  breakers  <m 
the  shallow  bar,  and  got  clear  ofif  at  last  with  vigorous  strokes  into/ 
the  trough  of  the  billows.  The  men  rowed  as  if  for  dear  life,  a^d 
Jocelyn  put  his  whole  strength  into  the  oar  he  was  wieldmg.  As 
for  Adrian  Pym,  he  pulled  away,  silent  and  pale,  and  never  utte^ 
a  singW  syllable.  -  it 

'  "Miss  Maimie,  she  didn't  ought  to  have  let  hei-self  go  out  m 
sueh  weather  as  this,"  one  of  the  men  said  half  inaudiUy  between 
th%  crash  otlhe  waves ;  "  but,  there,  she's  a  reg'lar  sailor's  d&ughte)^, 
the  yoiing  lady ;  she  ddn't  so  much  as  know  what  fear  is."        )      , 

"The  Cap'n  didn't   ought  to  'a^ took  her  out,  either,'*  said 
raother;  "but  he  were  always  a  foolhardy  old  chap,  the  Qip'ti. 
-^;m*e  Lord  grant  we  may  find  her  alive,  though  I"  [ 

^*  "  Why,  Silbury  wouldn't  be  nothing  without  Miss  Maimie,  'the 
firM  man  muttered,  ^  he  pulled  his  stroke  through  the  seething 
water,  "fitit,  as  I  says,  she  don't  so  much  as  know  whaMear  is. 
Though  she's  duch  a  tender,  gentle,  smiling  little  thing  as  she  is, 
tluB  Cap  Vs  brought  her  up  to  fear  nothink.  ~  They  tells  us  he  feaais 
hissett  ndther  God  nor  devil,  an'  he's  brought  Miss  Maimie  up  quite 
similar." 

Even  in  the  midst  of  that  terrible  storm^tjocelyn  Cipriani  c6uldii*t 
help  noticing  to  himself  two  things—first,  that  they  all  spoke  through 
•ut  about  saining  Maimie  and  not  the  Captain ;  second,  that  even 
those  grim  seafaring  hnen  didn't  seem  at  all  disposed  to  visit  upon 
_  the  jfattghter'&e  jins  of  the  father  in  the  matter  of  wtHgion.  Thei: 
app<»rea  lo  thhik  that,  thwiogica]  opiriidh  fo  the  cdnlrairyliot  with- 
standing, whatever  Miss  Maimie  said  was  right,  and  wbatenrer  sl^ 
did  was  beyond  all  possible  question.  '      i 

Adrian  Pym  ak>ne  worked  on  sitently  and  eagerty  M^th  blanetitf 
Md  quiireri^  11^,  ktoldng  ahead  evtiy  now  and  then  hi  the  direo- 


■  i-4*&-~»»*? 


StlGB  SRAS, 


43 


Jon  of  thf  tiiiy  white  safl  on  the  horkon  driftbg  alvay  for  ever  in 
firont  of  them.  4  ( 

Thfey  toiled  on,  saying  Tittle  to  one  Jhother.  but  leanirtir  hai^ 
upon  theu-  o^,  against  the  overiioweiing  waves,  for  twenS  min- 
utes more;  and  graduaUy  the  lowered  saJI  upon  the  sky-line  crew 
nearer  and  nearer,  though  still  at  a*  painfuUy  dangerous  dist&ce. 
IJey  could  see  now  that  the  waves^were  almost,  too  much  for  th<^ 
M  little  t)leasure-boat.  ill  adapted  for^  fierce  a  sea,  and  that  tS 
Cap^n  had  hard  workto  manage  the  scrap  of  saU  which  alone  he 
dgred  keep  up  in  tte  face  of  so  sudden  and  so  terrible  a  temnest 

■  "  Put  your  ba^  into  it  all  of  you  I "  Jocelyn  Cipriani  ciS  out 

above  the  roar  of,  the  wmd,  as  he  looked  over  his  shoulder  at  the 

tossingliltlecraft  upon  the  crest  of  the  biUows;  "row,row-^row 

u  ^^T^'J^^ '    Another  gust  like  that,  and  she'U  founder  as.^ 

she  stands.    The  sea  H  swamp  her.   She  can  never  live  throuirfi  it " 

They  were  a  hundred  yards  off  now  from  the  boat,  and  co3d^ 

the  Captain  staridmg  up  with  the  sheet  in  his  hand^  beckoning  them 

eagerly  to  hurry  fprward,  and  Mllmie,  Dale  but  not  tremulSs.  St- 

Jting  unmoved  in  the  stem-seat  and  guiding  the  tifler-strings  with 

careful  hands,  hke  one  well  accustomed  to-such  pressing  dangers 

ahI/  ^«  qI;  ?^*iL*.  *"?r*  ^^^  L"  H*^y"  Cipriani  ?riedJKr*to 
Adrian.  " She  s  keepmg  herliead  to  the  wind  like  a  bornSflor. 
Row,  row—row  for  your  Uves,  men  I  and  with  God's  heto  we  sfaaU 
still  be  m  time  to  save  them."  -  ^^^ 

Strange  how  even  with  the  most  frrelifeious  of  us,  in  times  <rf  ' 
great  emotional  excitement,  the  old  mother-tongue  of  the  emotions 
nses  naturally  to  our  lips  ah^  gives  strength  and  vigor  to  our  out- 
bm^tsof  feeling  r  , 

jKext  moment  a  white  sheet  of  spray^roke  up'against  the  broad- 
side m  a  curhog  mass  and  hid  the  pleasure-boat  entirely  from  their 
viewforasmglesecQftd.  When  itcleared  away  again  the  acudduur 
water  had  run  on  fiercely  on  its  course  to  leewawL  and  the  one 
small  sail  was  no  longer  visible  anywheifc  before  them. 

"Jiod  help  us,  she's  capsized  !*'  cried  one  tit  the  saUore,  rek^ 
inghis  oar,    "Look  at  her-look  at  her!  there  she  goe%  drifting 
away  bottom  upward.     They've  botii  gone  down-lhey've  bo^ 
gone  down  m  her  I    There's  nothing  to  be  done  for  it  ho#.  Mr.  « 
Cipriani,  but  to  nick  up  the  bodies.'' 

They  pressed  on  wildly  wiUi  redoubled  eneigy  toward  the  black 
huu  bobbing  up  and  down  meirUy  bn  the  treacherous  water  stmJjAt 
in  front  <>' g*m :  and  Jocelyn  looked  around  wiUi  an  eager  glsm^ 
on  the  seething  black  mass  for  any  -^-    '     "  -  ^*^    •"?*"' 

daridy  up  among  Ote  spray  on  the 

"  See  there--^  themr  ' 

crieTTr^K    ^TBieriliBL 
Maimiel    That's  her-thafr'heV  cL^,™  ^  ...^  »^ 
Lord  be  praised  I    We  shall  be  in  time  V8*ve  her." 


.fj 


of  a  human  liead  striding. 


lere  ahe  goiesi    Von't  Miss 
'  to  the  boat  there  I    Th* 


-<|- 
''^'' 


.V 


^J^ljMA/JUfJS'S  SAJCJL 


*  Hie^Captain  ?  "  shouted  back  ilie  Jpshermattvabove  the  «>ar  i 
tfte  waves,  with  the  caknnessof  his  kind.    "The  Captjdii  fean, 
iMMlther  God  nor  devil,  and  he's  gone  now  wher^  he'll  have  to  fsm 
one  or  fother ;  and  the  Lord  be  merciful  to  l>im  now  he's  gone,  f<^ 
a  kinder-hearted  sailor  nor  a  braver. man  nev«r  sailed  the  stj^-^ 
water!"  ' '  ^       ,    ■  "  .  "'^' 

They  dreiy  alongside  vnth  caie  and  difficultv,  for  the  waves  raaf 
so  high  and  broke  so  stronjf  that  it  wa«  hard  indeed  to  pull  near  th^ 
Wra»  without  dashiilg  up  against  her  side,  and  so  crushing  Maim^t: 
between  the  two  boats.  The  beautiful  giri  clung  there  still,  clutch- 
ing with  her- hands  the  shattered,  timbers,  and  watching  cool  and 
fearless'OverUie  dashing  waves  thie  little  band  of  approaching  ras- 
ters. ' 

'**  Catch  the  oar,  Maimie  I "  Adrian  Pym  calld  Out  in  tremblii 
accents  broken  with  suspense  and  terror  for  her  safety.  "Cat<: 
the  oar,  and  cling  to  it  fdr  yiur  life,  child  I '.'  ,,, 

litaimie  turned  skilfully,  like  a  girl  used  to  t||ie  water,  from  thi, 
floating  hull,  and  balancing  herself  among  the  high  billows  With  oi^ 
[jjiand  still  dasping^it  hard,  reached  out  with  the  other  for  the  danc« 
"lag  oar-blade  Adrian  held  out  to  her.  V' 

"Mind;  mind  your  head  1 "  JoCdyn  cried  In  terror ;*b<it  MsMuie 
let  it  pass  overas  sne  bobbed  in  true  sailor  fashioi^,  and  caught  41  the 
narrower  handle  dexterously  with  ho*  left,  so  that  they  pv3kd  h^ 
'  alOiM;side  without  further  dimcnlly.  W^ 

The  fishermen  lifted  her  tenderiy  into  the  boat,  a]I  wet  ana 
dripping;  and  one  of  them  placed  her  qn  the  thwart  beside  him* 
pVrttmg  nis  arm  vnth  rough  kindlinesis  around  Ithe  pale  and  frighl^ 
ened  giri.    Maimie  nestled  close  against  him  in  her  fear,  like  ft 
ddck  against  its  nether,  ai^d  then  asked  in  a  calm  and  perfecti^ 
'  collected  tone:  I"-    r  %i^_ 

-Wheie's  papa,  Mr.  Cipriani?"  |^ 

**  We 'can't  see  him,"  «jocelyn  answered  in  as  unconcerned  # 
voice  as  posuble.    "  We  were  looking  about  for  him,  Maimie." 

"He  isn't  drowned!  "Maimie  cried  out,  terrified.  "Oh,  Adriai^ 
Adrian!  Sam!  Geoigey!  Don'ttell  me  he's  drowned!  Doiri 
say  you  can't  see  him !  ' 

"  I  see  hiiti,  miss,"  one  of  the  fishermen  answered  with  unwonted 
tenderness.  "  See,  see,  there  he  comes  up !  hard  a-port,  all  of  you 
,  .  .  Hold  him  out  an  oar.  Catch  it,  sir— catch  it !'  . 
.  '  But  the  Captain  neither  answered  nor  tried  to  qfutch  at  it  His 
white  head  movM  up  and  down  listlessly  on  the  top  of  the  wavtii, 
like  the  bobbing  hull  of  the  boat  he  had  been  saiKng  in. 
'  <^  Catch  him,  Sam— there  I "  cried  one  of  the  ^shermen,  as  th«y 

-  .^tHynfT^-^ff  .bffiw.toward.-tbe  inscpsiblc  bQdyt.._- 1 .'„-^ 

"'"  SMtt  reached  out  his  hand  and  clutched  the  corpse  by  tibe  white' 
luir.    They  lifted  it  in,  a  heavy,  inert  nass,  and  laid  it  down  at  thf 
bottcw^  of  the  boat  in  the  stem  by  the  rudder. 

"  Not  dead  I  not  dead ! "  Maimie  cried,  wringing  her  hands  now 
ii  gtnuinA  alarm  and  grief  and  tenor.   "  Don't  say  he's  dead,  Sam  I 


Ok,  Adrian  I  oh,  Geoiig«y  l'  oh,  Mr.  Giprfani  |  he's  onhr  inscnvMA 
•   TeU  me,  teU  me.  he's  only  insensible  I "  *  "«  »  ««y  fflMn«m« 

fi«/«SAi?l^S'*^u'  J<>9«'yn,answ«jred  soothingly.    "V      niv* 
first  get  back  to  the  shore  in  safety.    Then  we  mav  ie  whav  -  ^y,lL 

feSlTh^l^'ir  Meanwhile,  St^.  and  kS^TbS^  t^V 
;  We  shay  have  hard  enough  work  to  puU  her  back  acain  in  Aft  ^ 
,   of  such  tenible  driving  weather."        ^  ^^         *    ^^ 

wIl^S^  I^!3!?*^  *!f  ?  ^^^''^^Jr.  without  mother  word.  Maimie  wee. 
higwith  cold  and  teiTor,  and  crouching  close  between  tiwfisht 
man  s  knees ;  the  Captain's  body  lying  wet  and  ^Se^th.  hStnn  ^ 
atthe  stem,  and  the  men  pulling  ffi  for^  wfaSd^  faS  2 
their  woric  to  find  time  fprUing.    AtlSt  S?yl^^  Aeshel? 
^SJ^^^^^^^i^  the  aid  of  arope  flung  to  Semfrom  l2,d  maJ^ 
^  to  drive  her  safe  through -thrteiriifc  bieak?«.    oTaS^ 
more.^d  k  crowd  of  women  surrounded  Maimie  withte^^d 
^rrtjpathy :  and  the  men  lifted  up  the  Captain's  bodv3  S^Jdit 
J^u^tCK^e  nearest  house,  w%hap^^^^ 

urhiSSk'  kT?:5'''J?^^'  ^«  doctoi^  came  down  from  the  room  ' 
whCT^thqr  had  kid  the  corpse,  and  spoke  low  to  JocelyS  oSriaS? 

tremor  of  the  heart,  not  a  drop  of  blood  moviniTwe've  tried 
branAr  and  blankets,and  artifickS  resnf mHn«  h..f;K^T'll%  "^ 


•  m 


noi  ine  laintest  chance  of  reviving  him.  I've  had  Maimi#i  rmtf* 
bed  upstairs,  and  given  her  a  good  stiff  doseJfSi^  WitT^ 
Md  attention  she  will  be  noR?  the  wotse,  f&p^J^htr^Z^ 
».mx  careful  of  her.    AUof  usat  SUbii^W^iSad  inTp^^^ 


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'■'/^^ 


'  '     CHAPTER  IX' 

▲DRJAlf  CONFESSES. 

^^Next  morning,  Adrian  Pym  came  in  eariyto  see  Jocaf»  «iul 
mBr.  tnd  she  .«M>m«  ♦«  ism  i.r*  -~.j— i..  _i- '  ^*rir  ««wuan»-nv*» 


Where  to  ^Jl^f  *°1«J«^'  entirely  alone  jnw.wlS  ioM^ST 
j  Jjnere  to  receive  her  or  take  care  of  her.    And  what's  wom^Y  hlT. 

SSe^^^  ^'  P-perty  burSrri«rntt«,^rS.^ 

'•Wen?"  Hetty  QprianiinquiiKd  quietly.  '  * 


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fOX  MAIMIE^S  SAKS. 


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>^?^i. 


"  Wdl,  wh«l  on'eartb  fe  to  become  ofttie  poor  chfld  ?  "  Adrian 

"^;^t^;St"S;  most  business-like  pc^ 
««i«fir  "  thi?U  not  a  tknTto  stand  on  ceremony,  is  it,  Mr.  Pyra  ? 
Ste^ffcttii^opheJewith  Jocelyn.and  "^5 t^.f^^5;,;^i^^?^g^*£ 
then  come  up  to  town  and  stay  with  us  m  CJeyedon^ace  tortM 
^  SScS  A^  as  soon  after  as  you  dec^n^^^jjol  c^«e  J 
Su^'t  be  for  another  month  or  two-youd  better  m^^av 

*•  Better  what  ?  "  Adrian  Pym  «<^f7«!^:  3"Xf  fetSe  c& 
«  Better  marry  her/'  Hetty  repeated  w»*  perf^t  feim^^ 

TiMM.  "Yes  Mr.  Pvm ;  I  said  marry  her.  It  s  perfecUy  Clear  to jre 
'    iTyouuSKSdsW likes  you/andsoy^^^ 

you  Sth  be  married  at  the  earliest  opiyrtunity?    Oh  nVIm^. 

San  afraid  to  say  it :  tnbrried.  mamed.  married,  mam^d.    Last 

night's  accident  has  made  it  impemtive  "I^n  you.^  _  \  .^ 
Adrian  Pvm.  instead  of  answenng,  paced  up^^d  down  tne  rooji 

mo^aJwiSTik  arms  folded,  and  sS<f  nothing  ior  several  mmut«s. 

hS^  JXd  him.  unable  to  conceive  ^^^jr  *«  f^SHSTaS^ 
«nAvi  him  so  straneelv.  Then  at  last  he  turned  round,  nice  air^gnx- 
;:^JSt^^S^io  bay/and  answered  in  a  cold  and  dec^v, 

^~*^I  cannot  mwry  her;  I  wonX«arry  her.  No.  Mrs.ai»i# 
I  can't  marry  her."  "  __  a1   n..^\,i .nm^iv "<&in\ 


^iTyJhink.''  Hetty  ^jswei^fluslteup^^ 
ist  excuse  my  saying  so-rl'm  a  ^man,  and  I  say  w 
but  I  think  you  have  treated  her  vety  prueUy. 


say  what  I  feel- 


must 

1 1  tWnk  you  nave  treaiea  ncr  vciy  vi«^-/-  ^  ._^ 

Aarian  Pvm  oaced  up  and  down  the  room  once  more,  ana  arevv 

his  haSrSs^rf«:e  doubtfully.    After  Xwo  or  three  turns,  be 

bbdyfKSShe  present  circumstances.!'^  J^js 

v)hi  alid  Tacdvn.  I  sav  it  to  you  in  confidence,  and  I  trust  to  your 
Co?  nirS^ray  me  The  circumstances  have  wrun§  itfrom 
^?  T^re^  ^awiSng  it.  If  things  were  as  you  imagine,  wur 
SLie  Sd  ^1S  !  should  have  only  one  course  open^ore 
^  B^tiWng^  ie  not  as  you  imagine-I  cannot  many  Manme. 
Wause  .  I  am  already  married  to  another  woman. 
***^ty  pauidS  second  to  take  it  fully  in  before  she  answered. 
«>tT>WI  think  "  she  said  at  last  very  senously,  "  I  think  iji  tnat 

h&aOitl  &i  sudrconditftnw«ie'womatt*^a»«e-oMg»-»M»3fcJ 

•-  tl!SS^.^Sf?ir|.  did  not  at^pvtj  <'^-<',|^-^ 
WB8  too  good  a  lawyer  in  principle  not  to  know  that  a  hopeless  c»«| 
k  best^tiuaW  to  the  mercy  o(  the  jury.     _       .  ^.  v      \ 

^I  towSne  wrong/'  he  sai^flinring  >»»™~"  ,*»;,^^^,!SiS^  i^ 
•atitude  (i  detffair, ."  tSiibly  wirong.  1  know  it.    I  acknowte^  «• 


■     ,-"•■•       '^  ?|    ■  /■    ■  •^"     '  *7 

lut  1^0  could  bdp  it,  Mrs.  CilAiit?  Who  oi  earth  could  hdn 
It  ?  What  man  that  saw  her  coSl  I  ever  h«In  famnflT^™?  i*^ 
love  with  little  Maimie  ?  "<  ?  ^V^  "^^  ^^^^  desperate^  itt 

I  #.u^f^^?JiyT"^*^'*''.*^«^'«'«^  sternly  «  Why  have  vou 
left  her?    Whydoypy  not, kkttow ledge  her ?^        ^«y  W^ve  you 

■%i  t^^^  saw  with  iMtictivi  diplomacy  that  his  best  chance 

her:  I  was  a  mertTboy^Lan  Oriel  i mdeignSS^wSS  I SS  ^. 

and  for  fifteen  yeare  f  have  paid  for  it  deariy  and^ned  for  I*  ' 
heavily.  ;She  had  pink  ribbons  ani  pmk  cSfe,  wh«.n^?fcSi  iJJ 
^pt  and  I  fancied  Ifed  her:  Te\^  fdSXW^  2^^^^ 
^^^hi'"*"'"^^^™"^"*'' face  nlw.  M,^.  Ciffi  aSTkSw^ I 
hate  her.    For  fifteen  years  that  woman  has  huiTuk™ a  m^t^# 

3^1™?  ^f^'  ^"^^  "^*^  ^«r  PerpetuaUy^tf Uie  uuSS  ~ 


t'T^^  Zr  "T  .    ^"™  "P  somewhere,  and  maliciouahr 

I  have  bought  her  off  jrom  visitii^  nS  in  imrrSS 

„^  eternal  Wack-maU  for  ef er  increasmi?     SheVa^nS  1 

devU,  a  wpman-dmnkard-and  I  din't  know^&iin^  woi«  to  i J 

of  anybody  than  what  these  wonif  truly  sa^S^"^  TiS^toi^ 

tred,  I  came  to  Sdfciiry  vwth  a  reading  party  five  veai4  sum^^^kA 
inet  Maim  e.    She  was  a  child  of  IftiraSn  ^jT^S^hW  '^I 

her  freedom.  It  is  natural  to  an  [educated  man  Mrs  nnrS3i*« 
take  pleasure  in  the  society  t)f  refilled  women^hJ/IL?^^'  ^ 
ciety  of  a  drunken,  HdatS^Syex^b^^^ 
P?»y»«  not  congenial  to  me~eve3  whenTeVi)lw  ffi 
mie  and  I  talked  to  her  often.  I  tame  a^  and^n  to^^ 
but  It  was  nevw  my  fault  if  she  bSan  tooSl  in  ^  Jfh^^/ 
always toldher  she  mustn't  lovel^I SwL  toW  12??^ 

SSiTk  £?3??"H^^«™«ifIcameS^v^i,d^4?^^ 
attracted  by  kndwing  I  could  alwi  lys  see  her  hei«?  riS»? T .Sj 

J2w  "f?  ^'  »^nement  and  edui  iioTwh^  hS^once^ideSa 
temble  false  step  in  Kfe,  should  wsh  at  least  tToMSM^rk^jl 
t^lMsal^^ 

them^.'H^hl^£H"?^"J?^  Iwwt  in,  int^posteg  between 
S'h^  .ii  1^     w  *"*  punishfoent.    Like  Cahi\Ti»fflwS 

:  |.«i  I  !>3rnipauuze  with  him,  I  dare  say,  but  a  man  can  •  anH  k«»'M  hTrf 
his  punishment,  his  full  ptinishmeht  IJon^T^tSTharfuri^hlS? 
^^11^^  t^^^ *** ^'^  paiticularlyTow isto  thiSk of  th?f ut^4  aS 

nea  aiitwly,  tvTO  though  It  W  to  i » iU)j?ct  A^^ 


y 


48 


MAIMIM'S  SArSy 


»MM.  k's  Quite  clear  in  the  present  state  of  British  law  that  MalmJCi      " 

^t  m^AdiS.    For  what  weVe  go^  practicaUyto  consider  V 

now  is,  what  to  do  for  poor  Maimie.  ^  . 

"  Does  Maimif  Ipiow  this,  Mr.  P^m  ?  ,  Hetty  2f**!i®  SJ;  ♦!« 
"  Maitnie  doJichow  it,"  Adrian  Py/n  answered,  peiusinj  Ae 

carprt.    'itpld  her  the  whole  story,  aS  I  have  just  told  Ittoywi. 

about  a  weclc  ago."  /  .;  / 

"  And  she  said  ? ' ■  ^.:;iX^.:. .i^L  ^  _.  ,,„_„.: ..:^„^.,- ^:'.  1    _    _  t'J.-  ^ 
Adrian  hesitated.  /        ^  .    ««.  .^,m  ^" 

"She  said ^he  would  still  like  me  to  come  to  Sttbury. 
"  Mr  Pvm  "  Hetty  said,  « I  won't  reproach  you.    I  dwe  say 
y«ihaves3fc^.aJdldareWyou have  been  tempted, 
^w  wcept  yomseH  how  wrongly  you  may  or  may  not  have  act^ 
bS  ybu  Turt  never  come  to  Mbury  again,  '^L^^'^.J^^Ia^ 
S^speak  to  Maimie.    >>^  wlU  t^l^e.her  up  mJ  h  us  to  I^n^^^ 
SSr-vVd^Mded    There  I  shaU  find  some  suitoblc husband  among 
S^ov^t^to  hen    But  this  one  thing  I  mustinsist  upon.    You 
We  ^ed  ve^  cruel^r^jni  the  only  f«P»«ti««  JJ"  Xr^ 
Sw  istogo  av^r^i^IoS^ncver  again  see  oi»Pf^i*>,^^«^  .;.. 
"Im4^tt$tai  after  the  funeral,  and  say  good-bye  to  her  |^ 

-^'''^l^:!^^^^  firmness,  putting  fe 

KtUe  foSl  dov^  'd^vely  uoon  the^et.  J  You  mjg  «o  '.vwjr 
JSthout  so  much  as  seeing  her.  I  am  in  place  of  a  mother  to  her. 
S*»«  in  mv  charce  now.  and  you  must  not  come  near  her. 
^""l^^^cq^^^  in  saence.  He  knew  itw^  t»e^  to 
a«nw^tKe  Mint  ^th  a  woman  when  she  assumes  the  imperative 
SSd  "  JKS^X'  he  Aought  to  himself  bftterly,  "  it  i«  bett^  so. 
S?^  cSSd  effeV  come  of  I  to  either  of  us.  It  woddb?  dfficul 
to  l^ow  how  to  speak  to  her  in  her  sorrow.  And  as  soaj  as  wer  I 
rffi  to  oSor5!why.  then,  of  couwe,  I  can  ^fly  write  to  her. 

When  Hetty  told  the  fatherless  girt  a  uiue  later  on  that  Adrian 
pJhS  WSUbury  suddenly,  asfing  Hetty  to  /y,|«jtl5^J 
ffi^to  Maimie.  Main5e  only  let  a  few  more  tears  fall  from  her  poor 

'^^I^S^l^Sh^c'ISJn  him  before  he  left.    I  should  have 
liked  Hcttv  to  say  good-bycto  him.  and  to  send  mylove  tathe 
SSSlKidJt^IclS^.  -'  -.B-t  tt  <loesn;t  matter    l^  seej 
Sem  J  again  next  year.    And  of  course  Adrian  will  wriU  t«  me| 

|io£_Oxf6rd."  ■    ■.:;,;/.:.,,■  :.■  -^    ,/;,::,.;■■'  '      ' 


1/   \ 


TOB  SCSnM  SffXfiTX 


CHAPTER  X. 
THE  SCENE  SHIFTS. 


;m. 


ent  meanrS  sSms  ^  a  sort  of  ^nS/^^Ji  ""^  ^*  indepcni 

"» th^  degenerate  workaday  centuriS!^  ^  "***'  ^  °*  ''^^^^ 

such  matters  she  was  a  nerf^M  ^hiw  «Ir^*        "appmess.    in  all 
nnoteU^S;     p^-CT"*  "'  '"*••  "PO"  somebody  S"     . 

_  ^^     «ia  umeigapd  admiration  of  every  room  and  cv<siy  object 
On  the  iw^ond  i^omiiig  after  her  visitor's  arrival,  Hrtty  happened 

0 


» 


rQ3lty^AIMIE*S  SAKE. 


1- 

■A 


•*i«n^  «l»«i  she  <aunc  d6wn  to  bwakfeut,  a  tbiy  envdopejlll 
S  ?°^^?ffiS^o  h^  KTcat  alarm,  theOxfoid  post-maric 

'^Hcfty'^^'''M<i  who  is  poor  little  Tom  Enderby?"  she 

^^^Oh  tufcTtrdS;  little  undei^uates,  don't  you  laK>w 
Ther^J^SSof  them  down  thenj  dreadfoHy  gone  onme-Ido 
Tnerewerevwuw  ^"  Chester  Bradihaw*    They  were 

-Mr  T>»m  doesn't  write  to  you  now.  *>«"«,'  *    «ni, 

*Klel?wavstold  the  truth  with  perfect  traiwpaienqr.    "Qh 
^^Lr^e  iSwered  candidly.    "He -wrote  to  nie«ve^ 

^y'^'S^o^.l'r.    g^'SwI^jStulhLd  let  you  know 

*^^Hcttviattebed  outright  even  m  spil«.irf  herself,        ...^  ^^,,^| 

?OhfSE"  she  cried,  strug^ng  to  tjasev^yo«|^^| 

«.,*H»'t  ♦alk  that  wav.  vou  know,  darimg !    You  must  look  m  aw>g^| 

poor,  '"*"":7,_^' ^^j,^^    Htm't  trv  to  iWMild  our  waywar*  iittM 

^^^  dS.  Sf  taTl^he.^^  md  don't  fooBsUy  f 
t1S«A^»ISW/^Ylcan'ttopi2*«P"N^^^^»^ 
jrH«inI«k  both  MBng  to  tow  with  SBtotar  ««e«  « 


THE  SCENE  SHIFTSi 


%t 


"Isn 
puts  ev< 
such 


jildJrMjd  Scr  countiy  diarm :  and  what  do  we  beshi  straiditwaiv 
to  do?--to  tooculatc  her  forthwith  with  thc^  banefulSnis^foSS 
"SS^^^^  ^""^^  respectability.    Aieri't  there  eSSfghnMSbct- ' 
ables  and  to  spare  in  the  world  already,  I  should  like  toTmnw  tkS 

piece  of  nistjcutoenuousness?  Thank  your  st^  for  ha^^S 
her  even  as  she  is.  Hetty,  ^d  don't  go  LlishiymJne  to^cfhS 
mtosjnetWng  different-soraething^t  Z3dS*ihe  S  ^ 
sipidt  banal  taste  of  donvmtional  soaety."  ^^* 

JJaimte  stepped  over  hghtly  to  the  easy-chair  where  Tocdvn  satr^ 
^^}^  ^<Jjn  ^^  with  grateful  atfecUon.  <^ '°^^  *^ 

?L  w  il^"«^»  "*"y  ^    «^«^  a^J^e^'  in  innoctot  adtoiiati^ 

' '  ^!i??*  dehaou^  and  sweet,  and  lovely,  and  charmine?  ^ 

"^^^^^^X^^  so  pleasantly. Sid  nSoSffeellS 

-uv«  a  j^len<hd  good  humor  with  one's/ilf  sorodbw.    ib^  h^ 

,  ^sSSl^l?^'"^^"^"^^^^ 

MainJielohS/"  **°  ""^  '~'  ^"^  ^  suppo^  I^JnustaV  tho^ht^ 
I  orfv"il5lil?S,«SiS***  f  **?*S  **"'^**  ^  *»  qi?istendom.  Maimkfc 

«,ni,  ^  A  V  M«w"e,«»swered  frankly ;  "  exaci^  like  Win.  He's 
such  a  darhng.  So  kind  and  sympathetic.^SaS^iWa^  T 
C^riL^^  anybody  anywhere  in  thHSrid  ^one-hS'lfni^Mrl 

T^cdl'^mSriS?^-  *^P"®^^  berin   to  grow  erabarwssii^.- 

aTtoii^S^'f  j;»«oi«lf  tolet^ffijt^eSS 
sSiSV  to  rtu.^5*J?  li^"*  17^  metropolis,  before  she  takes 
?S^^rS2^  ^^^  J°**^^ '  #^  **»«?  to-morrow  she  mu«t  b(^ 
J^^.  H"^  earnest,  and. pose  all  morning  for  the  Beatride  fa^S 
tei?  TJ^*  picture.~.you'd  betti^i^  up  tKwte  sSj 
befordiand,  by  the  wayTliaimie ;  it  makes  ^  Sow  vwS^ 
the  character  more  fiuy:  ypu'U  find^SiJrXu^^^lrS^ 
about  it  in  that  book  oh  %k  ffle  ttere-Si^Srii^  SS^ 

JW^ido  you  think  you'd  IflSfto  do  i»*^unielt  n^^^ 
:„     "  I 'think  Ifettv"  Maimu  a» ., ,,  \  \%jn ^.iij  L^    '^    _ L. 


% 


# 


HOR  iJAlllSij£*k  SAK6, 


Mwtoine  Tussaud's  for  cfioice  now !    Talk  about  the  irony  of  fatlj: 
'  Has  it  come  to  this,  then,  that  the  house  of  Cipriani  is  to  pour  forth  , 
its  womanldnd  in  a  formed  body  to  drink  in  lessons  of  high  art  at  ^ 
Madame  Tussaud's?    Oh,  infinite  degradation  of  the  human  soul^ 
David  was  perfectly  right  after  all  I    The  heart,  the  heart  is  deceits 
ful  above  all  things,;  ai?d  desperately  wicked." 

Maimie  drew  back  a  little  alarmed.    She  didn't  mind  «hockini|> 
,  Hetty ;  she  always  expected  that  with  women  as  a  matter  of  course  t 
,.'  but  she  hoped  she  hadn't  shocked  Jocelyn  Cipriani. 

"  I-.,-!  didn't  know  it  was  wicked,"  she  murmured  aloud,  almost 
timidly.    "  I  thought  everybody  went  to  Madame  Tussaud's."        , 

"  Go,  then ;  go  and  be  demoralized,  Maimie.  Sate  yourself  to 
the  full  with  murderers  and  Czars  and  second-hand  frippery.  And, 
Hetty,  mind  you  take  a  cab  both  ways,  there's  a  dear  girl,  and  havt 
a  proper  lunch  dowQ  in  Regent  Street."  No  buns  and  cups  of  tef 
at  a  confectioner's,  mind.  Maimie :  the  natural  woman  is  prone  to 
buns  and  bad  confectioneryhl  see  that  *she  goes  to  the  Criterion 
comfortably,  and  has  a  nice  cutlet  and  a  glass  of  hpck  and  a  light 
Bke  pastry  to  finish  up  with.  Maimie'll  like  to  see  the  Criterion  tcio» 
Hetty :  itil  be  a  new  experience  for  he^»«-and  I  shall  stop  at  home 
and  work  hard  at  my  immortal  picture  here,  for  both  of  you." 

*•  He  is  a  dariing ! "  Mairnie  cried  again.  "  How  awfully .kind'^ 
he  ift !  lietty.'I  dd  think  you're  the  very  luckiest  and  happtest  girl 
in  aU  England."  t 

"  I  am  in4ped,"  Hetty  answered,  smiling.  "  You'd  say  50  really^ 
.and  toiow  it  too,  if  only  you  knew  him  as  well  as  I  do^Mapnie."  * 
■-■  "Thei«  are  few  things  nicer  in  life,"  Jocelyn  raf||rked  philo* 
sophicidiy,  balancing  a  piece  of  devilled .  sardine  JOp  the  end  of  his 
fork,  "  than  to  sit  at  ease  in  one's  own  breakfasj^room,  and  be  lib- 
09%  .Ciacked  up  for  an  unlimited  period  by  twojiet  the  prettiest  an^ 
most  agreeable  wohn^n  in  jail  England.  You  jSay  go  on  as  long  •§ 
youlike,  both  of  you ;  I'm  not  modest :  I  dojft  mind  it,  thank  y(N| 
)n  fact,  to  tell  you  the  plain  truth,  Hetty,  jinther  enjoy  it." 


*f^ 


i'i  i 


''■-^f^''^'^ 


•mmmm 


<5h 


AFTER  X!. 


THE  WHOLE  DUTY  OF  A  MODBI.. 

Maimie  certainly  made  up  to  perfection  as  a  Beatrice  Cendi; 

Reclining  lazily  in  Jocelyn  Cipnam's  antique  Tlorentihe  easy^-cKST 
with  her  dri?p  black  locks  lightlv  encircled  by  Guido's  tradition^  ^ 
white  turban,  and  her  face  naturally  assuming  that  placid  smile  a* 
childish  innocence  which  is  inseparable  from  our  mefttal  concept  oi 
ft  Beatrke,  she  looked  the  character  to  the  very  life.  Jocelyn  wai 
4dkht«d  with  her.    He  poiMd  her  head  gracefully  on  one  tide.  h§M 


•  '■'4 


I  ?^^  WHOLE  mrv  OF  A  MODEL, 

,     '  ' .  •  ■•  ■  '  53 

^fxwiT,^*  """^^^  gMstenlng  shoulder,  tot  a  Uttle  this  wav 
. eien 4  little  thaf  way,  and  steoDed  back  a  na*'! \^\Z^ l^c^     .*' 

must  submit  to  a  little  DenallTfor  im«^  JS.    know,  Maimie,  you 
second  on- either  plump  so™  ch^S.c^nJiJ™  '»"*''«■• 

tractions:  it  wasn't  in  SL^Se  W^2  iS^iS  ♦  °  ^^ '*"1!'"**'  *'- 
^  last  Jocelyn  had  settled  her  po«s  entirely  to  his  own  sati*. 

.  p«^7MutTiferc5rsS^ior".S'  ""T 

tinjr  mouth  deewne A  C.  X^kI^.  ^.^^"U**^  <^<>™e"  ?f  h« 


««v  jrwu  i.Rc  nim  oest,     Joe 
stolen  glance  at  her  pretty  features.  -    ..«| 

No,    Maimie  answered  with  charminir  candor    •«!  nu..»«„         ■ 

Jwelyn  laughed  an  unaffected  lau^h. 
"  ■'"^^   -^  oeautitul  cunwj.    By  Jov^  what  a  lovd^  mep 


54 


rOtt  UAiMlB'S  SAKS. 


of  shodder  t  Excuse  m.  Si^rina  Ceocf :  professional  a^pnntiif.. 
only.  My  trade,  my  ttade.  The  artistic  instinct  oyiercomes  tl^ 
human.    I  am  but  a  jpainter."       -  ** 

**  You  needn't  apologise,"  Maimie  answered,  smiling  once  mom 
It  most  delicious  smile.  ^'I  don't  object  to  it  I  rather  like  i^^ 
thank  you."  Jf 

**  Of  course  you  do,"  Jocelyn  continued*  deftly  sweenifig  lus  pel|; 
cU  acHMSS  the  field  f<n;  the  contour  of  her  shoulder.  **  All  wc^en  Ukfe 
admiration.  B^t  it's  always  well  to  pretend  blindness,  and  apologize 
to  them  for  too  Openly  adnuring  them.  It  saves  their  blushes,  or  W 
better,  suminons  thfem.  .  .  .  That  is  to  say  in  certain  jnstanoei|t 
Some  faces  look  prettiest  blushing:  youxB,  Maimie,  looks  best^  J 
tlunk,  hi  unruffled  innocence.''  .  , 

He  yrant  on  sketching  in  the  outlfi^es  of  the  head  and  shoulders 
hr  soitoe  time  longer,  and  Uien  b(%;an  catching  the  expression  of  the 
eyes  and  hj^  hasmy  on  the  Oentre  of  his  canvas,  w^  broad  splashes 

wcotor.  it  .  ,        ^ 

**  For  you,  Signorina  Cenc?"  he  explained  currently  as  he  went 
along,  "the  great  thing  to  be  aimed  at  is  the  passing' expressioijt^ 
I  can  pamt  the  flesh  tones,  and  all  the  rest  ol(  it  eaaly  enough  froHi 
yon  as  a  mere  passive  model  any  time  afterward :  what  is  fattpQ|v 
tant  it  the  veiy  outset  is  to  catch  and  fix  that  indescribable,  iniflllit|i* 
ble  baby-smile  of  yours,  which  is  jiist  about  the  most  charmWgail 
original  thing  about  you;  I  must  catch  it  at  once,  or  its  ddicale 
aroma  will  escape  me  unawares.  Famiharity  Would  too  soon  get 
rid  of  it  The  first  hnpression  is  the  truest  in  that  respect  It  ja 
evanescent  and  must  be  fixed  and  crystallized  forthwith,  or  ^v^ 
ishes  incentinentty  before  you  can  seize  it  and  Jasteivit  on  your  caxM. 
Odly^e  Mbmessof  first  impression  could  evo-  rightiy  interjpiret 
the  perfect  Idssability  of  that  nch,  ripe,  pursy  litUe  mouth  of  yours." 
"^^lat  a  funny  inan  you  are.  and  what  funny  things  you  say  t " 
Mahnie  answered,  her  '  face  lighting  up  visibly  With  pleasure, 
though  her  color  still  remafaed  unhei^teiied.  **  i  never  heard  any- 
body befbri;  talk  so  qucerty  as  you  do— not  even  Adrian.  I  fed  as 
If  I  ought  to  be  dreadfully  shocked  at  you.  And  yet  somehow;  I'm 
not  at  all  shocked  at  you,  and  I'm  not  at  an  shocked  at  Adiian 
either.  Do  all  manied  men  habitually  make  love  to  all  the/gtt» 
they  come  across,  I  woc^r?"        « 

"lliat  entirely  depends,"  Jof^lyflreplied,  with  a  jaunty 
his  patch-covered  palettd  "  on  the  pior  question  whether  the  Mris 
they  come  across  are  worth  making  tove  to  or  otherwiscr  If  oify 
cre^  my  own  experience  has  certainly  shown  me  that  the  mai  invi^ 
riabty  proceed  to  make  love  to  them.  But  then,  I  ani  onl|y  Q|| 
L^mmg  ten  ihou«and^;;ap^  insignifiauit  unit  jtfimfesiiyLbqmaiagp 
Some  other  m«o  oM^  |tossib1ly  oe  more  conventional  auad  re^imne 
than  I  am."  Strwb^  strokes-stroke,  with  a  tlgorous  dab  of  the 
brash  on  the  c^iivis.  "  I  have  reason  to  beheve  that  such  is  rea% 
the  ease."  ^roke  again ;  this  thne  detk:ately.  "I  understand  «» 
.  good  alithoiity  that  many  nte  are  absolutely  milksops.'* 


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55 


^   .«I  don't  like  maksops,"  Maimie  said  quietly,  after  a  shoit 
pause.  ■   ■ 

"Nowqmen  do;  but  most  unfortunately,  in  nine  cases  out  of 
ten»  tpe^  have  to  piit  up  with  them  for  th«r  whole  lifetime.  Vta. 
j^dttmust  be  admitted  with  sorrow  that,  as  an  eminent  statistic 
cian  has  carefully  calculated**  about  eighty-seven  per  cent  of  male 
.humiuuty  belongs  absolutdy  to  the  milksoppysecpon.  Don't  move' 
Syour  head,  signorina.  Restrain  your  emotions.  The  good  sitter  * 
hears  everyUiing  with  absolute  composure.  Expressions  of  dissatis. 
faction  or  of  approval  are  equally  (fisagreeable  to  the  ardent  artisy 
Listen  >to  mm  strictly  as  if^u  were  a  lay-f^re,  and  he  will  o^ 
deavor  to  treat  you  in  the  same  unceremonious  fashion^"  ^ 

"But  I  don  t  like  to  be  treated  like  a  Uy-figuie,"  Maimle  an* 
swelled  wjth  spirit  "I  prefer  to  be  xecpgnized  as  a  real  Hve 
woman.  ,.    "        ', 

Jocelyn  smiled. 

"  There  is  no  fear  of  my  bei 
of  recogniti(m."  he  answered, 

ftursed-up  mouth.    "I  am 
or  the  lite  of  me  assume  the 


;k  in  that  particular  latm 

ive  a  fresh  stroke  or  two  to  the 

^.  If a^ie,  very  human.    I  can't 

!r  professional  attitude  to  a  pretty 


sitter.  I  am  conipelled  by  an  inner  instinct  to  flfrt  with  her---tha[ 
is  to  say.  when,  like  you,  she  is  a  reasonable  creature  and  amenable 
to  flirtation. 

"Upon  my  word,  Mr.  Cipriani,  I  never  heard  anybody  before 
say  such  very  audacious  things  as  you  do.  .  .  .  But  I  like  them, 
thankyou ;  you  needn't  apologise."  /^ 

•'That's  Jwcause  you've  never  before  come  among  the  emand* 

P*'!^'  ^^'^^  said,  teWng  stock  carefuUy  of  the  comers  of  her 

d     «l  "  in  our  set  are  all  emwdpated^thoim^^faiy 

"Emancipated  from  what?"  Maimie  asked  curloiisly. 

"From  prejudices;  from  prejudices  of  all  sorts.  Social  preiu- 
diMS,  rdigjous  prejudices,  ethkal  prejudices,  personal  prejudices, 
and  the^whole  tribe  of  prejudices  genenUly.  We  have  got  om* 
tnem—the  same  as  if  they  were  measles  and  wfaoopiiig-<ouffh." 

.  "  J  Jon  t  tWolt.  Mr.  Cipriani.  I  ever  had  any  prekidices  to  besin 
with,"  Maimie  remariced  thoughtfully,  after  a  short  pause. 

"Idont  think  you  ever  had,  Maimie.  So  far  as  lean  judge,  voii 

""?J*^  ^>**?  S**»<*"*  ^«»-    There  you  have  the  better  of 
us,  like  Paul  with  the  Roman  captain." 

\^i '  ^TX  J"c7  u*  '^**^C  *r!?!*  *~wc!*d  with  a bewUderad 
took.    "la  ft  In  Shakespeare?    Tell  it  to  me." 

'""'*      -    "^  n  sLinwsiMl  rinsaajMau^. 


.     ^U^  5^?**' "  )**  ******  "Jy**^  •««  poiltivdy  too  gtdldess.  too 
Sf??*'^^?^..^  this  wkke/worid  aTouw."^  NotlZ?5»3 

RNo ;  I  Jought  not    Tgw  chief  captain  said  to  Paul, '  Tell  me.  are 
«liai4«T«be  ttirelint'   The  cUaf  capcata  iwuuM  with  » 


56 


P01tMAIMIE*S  SAKE, 


y\ 


rigfa,  'With  a  great  sum  bbtaine4  I  this  freedom.'    And  Paul 
«wered  promptly,  *  But  I  was  boM.freer    That's  all,  Maimie*"       •* 

"I  don't  see. much  point  in|pe  stozy," -Maimie  said,  with  •  ' 
puzzled  expression.  '   '  '^ 

„"  Of  course  you  don't,  as'you've  never  read  the  Bible.   You'ou^ht 
td  read  it, though:  it's  the  great  storehouse  of  literaiy  qUotatioir 
and  allusion.    You  don't*  know  how  much  of  modern  literature' 
and  conversation  is  a  sealed  book  to  you  if  you've  neveM«ufei 
tilie  Bible,    but  the  point  of  this  particUl^  stoiy  lies,  you  see,  0  ^ 
Oiptain  Cuttle  remarks,  in  the  application  thereof.    With  a  great  \ 
price-r-bitter  experience — have  we,  the.  emancipatied»  obtained  thit^  ' 
freedom;  but  you,  Maimie-— you  were  born  free."    And  he  sighed^ 
pensively.     »  '  i\     >  t 

"  I  think  that's  jjicer,"  Maimie'said,  turning  her  head  alittle.     ,; 

**  Hold  your  head  still,  you  naughty  girl,  and  think  about  the^] 
lecture,  not  about  the  conversation.  .  .  .  No,  think  about 'Adriai^ 
t^m  ...  or  about  me,  my  child,  if  you  prefer  me.    There ;  that*! 
right--a  capital  took;  not  a  movement  of  a.mus<^e  for  worlds. 
Perfection !  perfection  I    Of  course,  Maimie,  it's  much  nicer.    Bui^- 
how  many  or  us  have  ever  the  chance  of /such  congenital  freedom  p 
It's  like  fcKnng  brought  into  the  world  heir  to  a  duk^om.   We  conv*  ^, 
mmi  soub  are  bom  with  the  curse  of  slaveiy  stamped  deep  upon  us  || 
and  eve^  if  we  cast  off  the  chains  themselves  with  hard  struggles, 
we  always  feel  in  our  heart  of  hearts  as^ough  our  f reborn  were 
somehow  in  itself  a  crime  and  a  wickedness.    Whereas  you,  sigj* ' 
norina,  were  bom  frete'— free  and  innocent.    Like  Eve  in  the  ga^eil» 
yiHi  are  .  .  .  natural  .  .  .  and  not  ashamed.   You  don't  thi^  vow 
native  fenJhine  instincts  are  something  to  be  repressed ;  something 
to  be  ptiutent  for." 

"  Who  was  Eve  ?  "  Maimie  asked  again  with  unruffled  sereniW.> 

"  l^v^  I  Eve ! "  Jocelyn  cried,  laughing  outright,  and  w»vinti^  nis 
palette  frantically.    "  On,  sijg^norina,  signorina,  you  will  be  the  dea^ 
of  me!    All  my  pretty  Biblical  parallels  absolutely  thrown  «Mf9( 
upon  the  chUd  of  nature !   Such  ignorance !   3uch  depravity !   Tt 
it  too  painful.    So  vou've,never  heard  of  ^dam  and  Eve  1    111  t< 
you  the  story  then.        '  ,  ;        ^ 

He  drew  out  from  a  portfolio  fai  the  comer  of  the  room  an  vot^' 
graving  after  Hans  Makart's  "  Paradise,"  and  laid  it  on  an  easel,  i- 
fittle  on  one  side  of  her  in  the  direction  Uiaf  he  wished  her  eyes  to  . 
f6.  Then,  with  his  brash  hard  at  work  ul  the  time  on  the  vague 
patch  of  canvas,  where  a  mouth  and  a  smile  and  a  pair  of  deep 
Drown  eyes  were  beginning  to  grow  slowly  into  the  form  and  cow 
of  Maimie  the  Cenci,  he  rapidly  ran  over,  in  such  q^uick  poetic  * 


Miltonesque  version  of  the  leeend  of  the  creation.  It  was  dreamy 
pretty,  tender^  romaiitic-~a  dainty  bit  of  colloquial  v^ord-paintjng, 
flesh^  out  and  rendered  tiilnkable  for  Maimie  s  mental  wisiop' % 
the  audacious  imaginfaigs  of  the  great  untrammelled  Viennese  arti^ 
Audi  the  story  lost  nothing  in  the  telling  either;  Jocdytn  Qpriani'f 


t» 


r^ 


TBB  WBOui  pUTY  Ofi  4  M0DE£ 


sr 


t^HJl^J^i'lT'^^^P^''^^  Vandyke  beard,  aU  seemed 
SStS^yj^i^l"*  ^F^^?^  as  he  told  in  hasty  artistic  oS 
that  old-worid  tale  of  pristine  simplicity  and  Vii^n  innocence. 

"It  was  very  pretty,  Maimie."lie  sid  with  Isigh.  S  he  finished 
^V^"""^:  I^"*  ^",  ^e  en'i'  r" ^^'  the  seipent  g?t  the  bestTk- 
Wn^  J^""  K°'*^^'  ^^  <^^^tion.  anfconventionS,  ^d 
^^  t.^  ashamed  of  our  natural  forms  and  our  natural  im- 
puls^.^  Ahme.ahme!  what  a  wicked  serpenti  WhataSaMe 
for  art  if  we  were  stiU  in  Paradise?"  .*^       vvnaiacnancc 

"  A  veiy  pretty  story,"  Mkimie  said,  with  her  eyes  stiU  fixed  oen- 
StaSv^e?"  *^«  «»«~^'  "but  do  you  t&  Mr^ljffi 

Jowtyn  assumed  a  critical  expression.  "^ 

•iJ'     uiL^^°"*''^^*^  **'<*  ^n  ^  mystifying  manner,  "mav  be 

^^und^n^S  ^^  '^"^  "^iS-  t'^^^^*^  ai  t;So  h^aKl  words  yoTL^ 
yet  understand,  and,  indeed,  I  can  pretty  Confidently  predict  vou 
wi«  never  understand  tHem.    Your  clear  fitUe  head  hL^^  moj^- 

Eve  faTrS  PJ:iTP'"f*  subtleties  and  rubbish.  Now.  Z  SS^  S 
Eve  IS  riot  true,  I  venture  to  say,  if  we  regard  it  obiectivelv  ThS 
w  to  say,  there  was  never  really  in  actuS^iJy  lidjTSat  wS^ 
ticular  name,  bounded  on  the  north  by  Gihonf  on  the  soSth^ 
ftson,  on  the  east  by  Hiddekel.  and  on  tlie  wfes  by  EupSfi' o? 
w«w*4-|  forget  the  particulare.  The  episode  of  natuSiliS 
gcturesque  innocence  is  title,  not  of  Eve  indiViduaUy.  but  of  prS 

Sete!vSSSif*K**'*i^  *=^^'f''•    "*^  *'"s«<^n<=e  ^  b^nlS^.  .. 
we^^  SJ^  by  Darwin,  Cplenso.  Spencer,  and  othere.    But  if 
we  regard  the  question  subjectiydy,  fix)m  the  point  of  view  of  mvtK  ' 
and  parable.  Eve  is  a  genuine  and  aetnonstrabfe  reah^y.    a,e  sS^ 
for  lie  puixs  and  untaihpered  instincts  of  nature  womanSSK 
«mpleself-forgetting maiden  and  wife.  mispoUed  ^Td  u^sXSbJ 

"I  thiiik  I  understand  ydu,  Mr.  Cipriani." 
«,i,^v    #^,^"  ^'  Maimie,  for  fm  hanged  if  I  rightly  know 
Sf"?:   rr^  undftcretand  myself.  litUe  woman.    Yofr  eycTSJ 
fatally  inimical  to  consecutive  tMnking.    I  trust.  Mra  Eve  wu  1^ 

SriT'/'i^vSrA^"'  of  feeling.    But^don't  cXS l£. 

v^ipnani,  I  calf  pu  Maimie:  why  caiTt  you  now.  After  so  murk 

acquaintanc^ailme  Toc^,  tJtamrtt^'  '  ^"^ 

Oh,  MrXipriani  I  I  shouldn't  like  to,  iwOly.    I  like  vou 

yourt^Kiste^^SrTO^^^^^^^^^ 


an  'JS^iS?*  *  n**  "^/  disauaKfication  in  my  teeth,  Maimie  ? 

£  E»^;ii  yS^^  pn\touch  of  nature,  and.  hi 
we  Sfteen  yean  between  ysdisap^as  if  by  magic.    N 


ss 


JF0M  Mdmm*s  sJtJtk 


3f 

ii. 


6"'" 


■tf^f 


aides  prindpjany  in  the  lips.  Hold  them  upi;  so/Maimie,  and  see  «ie  it 
touch  them." ^^'  #' 

Maimie  hdd  up  her  lips  as  he  directed  her.  Cbinldng  lor  the  mo-  ^ 
ment  it  was  part  of  her  self-imposed  duty  as  a  model;  hut  when  ,^ 
Tocefyn  bent  nis  own  face  down  tentatively  to  touqh  them,  sfie  drew  f - 
hasi  away  with  a  I^sfy  jgesture  of  complete  suiptise.  Yet  she  drevr 
away,  not  coquett^hlyr  ^  with  affe<^  coyness,  hut  but  of  pure 
momentaiyj.k)deci9[on.  ■  '  «     -.  ^' 

••  I  didn't  know  you  meant  that,"  she  s^d,  half  struggling.    •*  I^i; 
thouglit  you  were  posing  me  for  the  picture,  Mr.  CiprianL '  ^*  * 

Jocelyn  threw  back  his  f^e,  and  looked  at  her  with  quizzict&U 
sternness.  ,':  *  '  '         -Y' 

"  I'm  not  going  to  kiss  you  if  you  hesitate  and  struggle  and^^-X 
about  like  that,  you  know,"  he  said  sev«ely.    "A  snatched  uss  ' 
i^'t  worth  the  snatching,  in  my  opinion.    Only  beginners  care  (car  ^. 
such  crudities.    You  get  no  uti^Eaction  out  of  it ;  faa  miss  the.  ' 
flavor.    A  man  of  experience  takes  his  kisses  peaceably  or  not  at 
all.    Hold,  your  head  still  and  hold  your  lips  up  just  as  I  placeC^: 
then,  or  I  wcm't  kiss  you ;  and  then,  of  course,  youll  be  sorry  for  i^^ 
afterward."  «-■  '^J*! 

,   "  Indeed,  indeed,"  Maimie^protested  earnestly,  like  one  who.de-^  / 
Mis  her^  against  a  wicked  accusation,  "  I  didn't  mean  to  strug^^^ 
^  j^  and  jit  abmit,  I  assure  you.    I  can't  think  why  girls  fig^t  and; 
..»  ho^  theu-l^ands  up,  and  make  such  a  fuss  about  beiiur  kiiMued,  Mr. ' 
^;  'umianL   I  can't  thhik  why  they  don't  stand  still  and  take  it  sedatdy.  / 
f*  It's  much  nicer,  I'm  quite  certain :  I  know,  because  I've  tried  with 
^Adrian.    Only,  I  didnt  understand  you  were  going  to  kiss  me.    If 
I  had,  I  would  have  held  my  lips  up  cpte  properly.    Look  here,  is 
that  right  now?  "    And  she  pursed  ucuher  two  rosy>red  lips  before 
him  m  the  m<»t  innocently  sweet  and  kissable  fashion. 

Tocdyn  teaht  over  ner  and  pressed  his  own  lips  against  theia 
hara  a^  fervently.    It  was  an  epicure's  kiss.  long-drawn  andiidl* , 
blooded. ^^'/  ':^ -/■■,:  ;.■.,"  ,   :,:■■.■  '^,V:,-     ,  . 

The  gitl  threw  back  her  head  and  looked  at  him  with  umguiab-'^ 
kag  eyes  as  he  withdrew  his  face  and  took  up  his  brush  again. 
.   "You  kiss  very  niody,"  she  said  amply,  with  a  deep  breath. 
«  Of  Gowj^  I  do,'' ToodTO  answered,  carelessly.  "  why  shoukln't 
(.,tvl?    Heairen  ^ows  fvenad  lots  of  practtee.    These,  stand  so, 
iiWia^.    That'll  do  exactly.    That's  just  what  I  wanted.    I've^^ 
;;  c«qd>t  the  vjoy  tttpresetfon  now:  the  far-away  indtmg  Cend  look " 
y  in  mtt  eyes  and  eyelids.   For  goodness'  sake  (fon't  alter  a  tittle  of  i|^ 
%i^  Fve  ptH  it  as  it  stands  fairiy  on  the  canvas.*'       V  /^ 

li MaimiertArted  with  fflMiM^  of.  recognition. _ :_ 

"  You  do^'t  mesui  ttSSa^FpU've  been  mal^g  love  to  mc^^^iffie 
eiied,  "jusi  to  catch  the  expression  you  want  for  your  picture  rjv 
Why.  yott  wicked,  cold-blooded  man.  how  can  you  ever  be  so  de« . 

-  Piec&dy  what  I  have  been  doing."  Joedyn  answered,  oontmp, 
with  9krpt»  to  sketch  her.  ^I  ivoa't  pretend  to  oonoeal  tfat 


;,ll9with«iif|iaM 


-\ 


«r  WSdLB  DUTY  OF  A  MODEL. 


Vk 


factfit>myiou.  VXt^wpapcnt  truthfulness  is  one  of  my  most  oleu. 

JHSSS^'^Sff^T^"-    y««9i«st  remember  tffi  I  iS£SS 
«m2hinganM^t.and  art  demands  of  one  these  little  tempSSv 

"5*!  I  ©^*'.^°  **«  "^«  love  to  on  my  own  account  even  \m 
T  '^  ^^^^  pouted,  hatf  amused,  and  haUi3^.rJ 
thou^TOuwwekissii^mebeciuseyou  ^^^^        ' 

.  J>o  1  do.  I  like  you  immensely.  But  sometimes  I  nostDone 
myfeehn«  to  my  art.  Now.  this  fime  I  shan^SU  tou  SmJHJ 
my  capaaty  as  a^nwn  and  a  brodier.  So-theiS^St  wS  w^ 
better,  wasn't  it.  Maimie?"  ,  ^^^^Xw^  ™  ®^ 

,%S*4^<^*<»ed  her  em  dr«9Myfo*  a  momenta 
« -m*  ^'*^  ^  better,   she  answered  slowly,  as  if  bota  a  distance. 

iS^TthJ^^SSn,  i^^i^^^     ^-  ^  ^^^^ 

w^d.  disappear  as  if  by  mag£?    And  hav£?S^<«^l^ 
1S^5»^„^.  i^«»»;' 5fy^<acan gone  an^  L6okhl^1tS 

?itn!^*ih!P^  ¥*»5™  twderiy  round  her  waist,  ^to'twrt 
1^  "Si^i^  ^  **  °^y  ***^  *^^  «W  together?  A  pdr  of^pE 
S^f  J^£f  •i^^'SP'  ^^8^  .nonsense  tcT^e  another  toour  SSS 
?2f^  kf i?*  ^^  murmunng  brooklet  in^me  shadowy  mea^? 
QJrte  by  n^  name,  caU  me  so,  Maimie."  hewhispered'silS^ 
wrth  a  tendw  pressure.  «Thc  fiSe^yeam  are  mnc.  wu  toow' 
luid  we  are  boy  and  girl  playing  idly  in  ^SCl^rtg?  *1iS^t 

"Yes,  Jocctyn." 

She  said  ft  slow  and  low,  with  her  eyes  shut,  and  her  liead 
thrown  bddcm  a  dclicioudy  dreamy,  voluptuous  attitude, 
mhr^  ■?—■?  M^****^  ^^  "P*w«»9d  throat  at  once  with  a  quick 
show  of  e^itr  kisses,  and  caressed  her  fa^e  with  his  l»ndi?tral. 

and 'ftfaS^  ^»S!f5?f  ^^  ^11*^'  makes  my  heart  beat; 
ISLi  »n\ey*^*^y  *^  *^  succeed  in  roateig  my  heart  beat 
^ST^^H^y^"^,  There. open  your SSfthit'sTfeX 
J??^  S  ^H  Kps-^solutely  lovelyr  f  wouldn't  miss  caSS 
l^^e  for  the  PrtsidentslSp  of  tie  Royal  AcadmMSS 

He  spoke  oncc  mbre  in  His  mocking  tone,  and  beeAh  addinir  a 
^^L^Pl^  toudie.  tPjlje  study  x>n  t£e  easi^.  J,^S  tSTScJ 
^}^^  ^  the^stttdio  0pena.  and  Hetty  entaed.      ™ 

?^^JS^t  f^  «*«^*n?  the  exact  rXpt^S^wStol^ 

S^7J*f  Jri"*?!?* P^***  I^'V  :Wy««  hadnVcome^in^rt 
te?S.?5f^i£^^S***^^^*«%h*%^ happened.  Youw't 
AWt  wiMj  dreadful  things  yoiir  hSbanft  bS  Mying  i"^ **»* 
«  me.   If  I  had  ai^  oipaci^  in  me  %  Vf^  shockja;  I'm 


-  ^'^ 


6o 


M0R  MAtMlB'S  SAKM, 


would  hiave  shocked^^qw&|tIf  a  dolcen  times  over.    But.  unfortH^' 
nately,  I'm  afraid  I  was  oml  without  any." 

"  Oh,  he's  a  dreadfyl  man ! "  Hetty  CKwd  with  a  laugh,  pinching 
the  young  girl's  plump  round  cheek  a  good  hard  pinch  with  sisteriy 
fingers,  "lie's  always  making  open  love  before  my  very  fjice  to 
somebocty  or  other,  Maimie.  But  I  don't  mind  him,  and  nobody 
else  minds  him  eithef.jbecause  he  never  means  it.  It's  only  his  way 
of  makii^  himself  agreeable."  ,, 

,"  Then  be  understands  the  art  yctf  thoroughly,"  Maimie  repliec^-" 
holding  up  her  ripe  lips  for  Hetty  to  kiss  exactly  as  she  had  just 
hbid  tnem  up  a  few  minutes  before  to  Jocelyn:  "for  he  has  be«| 
making  himself  most  agreeable  to  me  for  the  last  hour  or  s%  ancn" 
don't  deny  that  he  dofes  it  beautifully."  ' :i. 


l;^  Oh,  he's  a  darling!"  Hetty 'answered  enthusiastically,  but  wltll\ 

perfect  simplicity,  casting  an  admiring  glance  upon  her  handsome 
husband.  "He  does  everything  beautifully,  Maimie:  he  paints 
beautifully,  and  he  talks. beautifully,  and  he  sings  beautifully,  and 
he  dances  beautifully,  and  he  thinks  beautifully,  every  thought  that'*, 
in  him."  ,  ^ 

**  And  he  makes  love  beautifully,"  Maimie  added  unsuspidousiyl 

"  Oh,  and  writes  such  lovely  love-letters,  Maimie,"  Hetty  went 
cm  with  wifely  ardor.  "  I  only  wish  he  could  once  write  you  a  love- 
letter,  so  th^t  you  might  see  how  sweetly  he  does  it !  I  keep  them 
all  wrapped  up  in  tissue^ps^r  in  a  box  Tve  got  upstairs  in  my 
Cfbinet.''^  ^  ' 

"Perhaps,"  Jocelyn  said,  throwing  his  arm  caressingly  around 
his  wife's  neck  with  real  tenderness,  and  printing  a  single  soft  little 
kiss  on  her  white  forehead,  "perhaps  some  day  I  shall  write  her 
one,  Hetty :  and  by  the  way,  dariing,  in  that  case  it  might  save  time 
and  trouble  if  you  looked  out  the  best  and  nicest  of  those  you've  . 
got  uiNsfairs  in  your  box,  and  allowcsd  me  to  copy  it  out  for  Maimien 
with  the  necessary  chknges  of  nahie  and  circumstances.  VeiyJIttle 
realjiy  need  be  altered.  Hearts  and  darts  and  smarts,  and  alT  the 
rest  of  it,  remain  perennially  the  same  under  all  variations  of  sender 
or  recipient." 

"  Oh,  you  naughty,  bad  old  cynic ! "  Hetty'^said  with  a  sunny 
jjiiugh.  "  He's  really  not  a  quarter  as  wicked  as  he  makes  himseiu 
out  to  be,  Mabnie.  You  mustn't  believe  him  when  he  pretend  to 
wickedn^iss.  He's  only  a  pretender:  in  reality,  though  he  likes  to 
pose  for  the  r<^^r  of  the  first  villain,  he's  the  dearest  man.  and  the 
kindest  pet,  and* the  be«  husband  in  all  England."  v 

<A' QMi*e^^^  Jocelyn  answered  slowly,  stroking  his  beard  with 
contethtifiM|^»)lacency.   "  I  believe  I  am  the  very  best  husband 

^-^*t  bSiei^T^  is,"  Maimie ;to^^ 

wish  I  could  get  somebody  exactly  like  him,  eyes  and  mouth  and 
beard  and  all,  without  one  single  ounce  of  difference." 

"  I  wish  you  could,  Maimie,"  Hetty  replied,  disengaging  hers^ 
fttnn  heriiusband's  arm,  that  still  liagered  lovii^y  about  her  nec^ 


4 


I'l  ^' 


TMB  WHOLE  DUTY  OF  A  MODBL, 


wish  she  had  made  two  Sf^nS^l"^/?*  ^^'  Maimie.    I  oiSy 
teipart.  darling."  '  '"*  ''^^  y**"  ^'«^t  h^ve  had  the  exact  W 

Adam.)    .  "^audibly,  m  unconscious  parody  oIMK 

ing^&uS'c^JS^^^^^  husband  said/look, 

got  a  particle  of  jealou^in  w^whV  \  ''^  ^^f"^  ^O"  haven:!- 
without  any  doubt  the  ve^  wn.^??^  ^  •  ?  composition.  Jealousfir 
bad  and  Jclced  worid  oFiSJT  Mlrw^""*"^  ^^«  in  tlS  w?oIe 

mur  a/l.»;>_..--       £  «y  r    .     "U»5'     iWOSt  women  wnnM  k^  r ^i . 

you're  11 

aybody 

'Not  even  me rv 
nieet  him. 

Jocelyn  laughed.  , 

vciv'nte  pStJto'^^^^^^  "No,Maimie,youVea 

]5>^on%a4Sm^me^^^^^^^^ 

Jocel^';l^d^3^e^^- ^^^^^^^^^  devotedly, 

part  as  weU  as  ydh  care  fS?^e  dea7»  *"""*"  Pne-thousandi 

tmJlTve'^fleSi^i^^M  "Quite 

me  [dss  MaiSe;  now  l^f  shol^nS^^'"^^^  *"**  "^^"^"^ «'  you.^sS 
Maimie;  hold  up^^rl^^^lj^f  rvofdThS^U^^^  The^ 
Hetty  came  in  an/so  ruSirSeiJ^tS  ,,,  ^^^°";*H«?P«-sport 
you  like  it,  darling?  "         ^  mierrupted  us.    Yes,  that'U  do.    £w 

mean,  of  course,  not  for  mine  oi^n.,«»  h  v  '?f  ^""^  °wn  sake,  1 
must  be  bad  for  her?  mw  C h;.H"iS?-  ^^^  y*>«  ^^ 
that  oughtn't  to  be  in  it  yet  wu  know  lli  ^a  '^'^  °^  «o«OM 
and  you  a  married  man,  tSo7"/'^°^^y"-   An  unmarried^gir*, 

the  very  momem  wCT wanS't^^K   ^*  S"^  *"»"«8r»  "just  iU 

no^lpmS^ut'^^^^^ 

The  flower  has  J*arm  3reXf«S'?*^5'^8r  Mp»  long  ^ore  me; 


Sfi'' 


it 


FOR  MAmm\S  SAKE, 


6$ 


^^      .   and  admire  its  Iiom^^  peadMwlored  petali.     Yqu  needn't 
n         a&iid,  Het^t  I  ama  prudent  Mentor. .  X  will  give  her  the  vc^l 
advice  that  lies  in  my  power." 

"  And  beitides,  Mrs.  Cipriani,"  Maimie  put  in  aoftly,  "you  nc 
J)e  in  the  least  alarmed  on  my  account  It  won't  do  me  the 
harm.    I  like  it,  thank  you."  ] 

Tocelya  threw  hibseU  biick  with  a  face  of  profound  amusemewlN 
on  the  studio  s^  and  said  slowiy,  as  if  thinkuiff  aloud :  W 

"Was;  ev(9'  illuminate  in  this  world  more  ndiculmisly  situated 
between  two  ing/nugs—AyMl  ifKhmesyAih  a  difference— than  I  am 
,tli^  pnNient  mhnite  I  Both  of  wem  are  the  victims  ol  the  sweetest 
'lto{»ici(y,  and  yet,  the  two  ^mplicities  are  not  one  simpUdtyf  but 
twi  a^plicities.  The  first  is  the  simnUcitjr  of  inodem  invention ; 
the  second  is  the  simplidty  of  unstdliea,  nature.  The  cue  iouigines 
no  e^ ;  the  o&er  imagines  it  and  sees  no  evil  in  it  'Tis  a  charm* 
inr  tdyC  wd  fm  loth  to  breadk  in  upon  it*  Butif  S^orina  Beatrice 
-^ii^  Pristine  Innocwice-jdon't  for  a  n^jpient  suppose  you've 
finisbcMi  your  day's  work  as  a  painter's  model.  I  mean  to  do  a  Vcft. 
more  to  this  precidu^  study  before  hincn-time.  Het^  d^u^h^T*** 
Mi^.  Perfect  Cnarity-^fbr  you  think  no  evil--8it  down  there  Qn  the 
s(^  and  watch  me  paint  her.    YdaH  see  in  the  end  the  vf^  ptet^ 

Land  sweetest  fa*^  lever  painted.    But  no  n^ore  foollah  intemip*' 

08^  if  you  please.  Miss  Maimie.    Thev  J^ti6rfere  with  art^-^hat  Is 
^k  0  say.  Math  business.     So  understand^cleariy^  Signorina  Cempi, 

h         you'jie  not  to  have  another  kiss  on"  aw^  pretence— not  even  lor  an 
ei|»»a6nr--*illaft«- lunch-time.'' y:^   - 

"You  can't  think  how  queer  ijt^,  Hetty,"  Mafanie  murmnred,  aa 
Toc^n  threw  back  her  head  kito  the  proper  attitude,  with  many 
Wbomg  xeadjustments.  "He  Idises  me  every  now  and  then,  on 
purpose  to  make  me  lool^  like  Beatrice :  and  when  he's  made  me 
fed4ttdelicious.h^f  goes  off  like  a- wretch  of  a  common  woriemad, 
ttd  says  he  did'it  justlM'  nothing  but  to  catch  the  expressioh.'^ 

"  pioes  he  ?  "  Hetty  asked  uneasily.  **  He's  i  consummate  artisC 
But  do  you  know*  Jocelyn,  I  dnn't  feel  quite  right  in  my  ndnd  about 
it  Vmtic^t  fuie  that  you  really  oug^t  to  mute  kiss  her.  Sipkt  of 
irourse,  ds^lmg,  I'm  so  very  stupid,  and  n^rally  you  know  best 
about  H."^  ' 

"  Of  course  he  does,  Hetty,"  Maimie  assented  readily.  **  And  I 
assure  you  I  don't  in  the  least  object  to  it  I  never  eauli  see  what 
there  was  to  object  to  jn  kissing;    Can  you,  Mr.  Cipriud  ?  ** 

f*  H<>  more  Mr.  Opriani-'ingr  if  you  please,"  Jooelyn  inteirupted 
frbin  his  easd  opposttCi.  **  Weve  agreed  that  ]Fou  and  I  are  to  be 
Maimie  and  Jocdyn;  just  as,H<         ""  '  " 

Henceforth,  ue  supreme  authority  decrees,  it 
Maimie.  jocetyn.  Hetty." 

*^ Won't t«at  be  nk^e^  Hetty  dear? " 
Iwf  aUtjCtfamately. 

«'Viiy  mci^darling;,'^  itetfy  rapiei  rtHag 


a  Hetty  ^y  to 


be  nothing  but 
asked,  tooUiif  at 


^ 

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mle 

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You 

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W^-^^^'"'^^^!'^  "»«  adopt  WMW. 
"K  SSS^  J««^  •  ^"  "*»«-i™«-.  it,  Jocd^ 


"  -"  v3 


R  XII. 

»AMITE  OR  LOVB? 

M  design;  she  had  meLlv  mSS  ^''f^^*^  Maimie  about  tiS 
cafanSy  that  ISn^S/^'^*^  *^  *«*  «ttle  ^S  tea 

«5^-    She  didn't  know  that  lSS?SJr  £^w  of  the  RoyalSoS* 
from  Adrian  ^iT^^x^^^^^r^^^^^^^^^ 

this'^'gS'^iVtJli"^^^  case  that  «ake.  Just 
2»«  m-*!/-  SiphSriSvr^n'^^^  P/rticuIarwSSnfS 
fined,  and  disputed  aI>Sut  it -^JT®*^*^  *»<*  analysed,  ^^ 

^t  central  pnictici^tiSuA^^i^y^,''^  soKd  towaitl  soWn^ 
And  surely  i/nS  wSi?l^***^.i^^*ficant  ^ttlt^j^^ 

-s:?£^£^^  SSiu^i^^^r *^5»~^^^ 

JSl-S^man  and  woman  h^ST^^^^t  ^u'Sl^S 

his  owft  two  arte  y  ftted  onlhe  n2ifc  SS?^  **.*^»^  *^at  he  keot 
Wievenux  usuaBv  ftasa^jT  irfiS  ^^^^^  0«fi»^of  Uluiiiph :  for  ^iminiZ 


FOJt  MMlM/E^S  S^KM* 


f 


IMMMiately,  with  all  the  restraked  and  accumulated  force  of  liife 

-earnest  nature.    And  Het^  noted  with  feminine  ddigfat  that  SvOaty 

seemed  to  be  drinking  in -tfvrery  tliouefatless  word  uttered  by  Mavnfe 

I     as  if  it  were  the  sentenbe  of  a  veritable  Portia,  or  the  final  ddivonnce 

\    of  a  Mrs.  Somerville. 

As  for  Maimi^  she  Was  brighter  and  livelier  that  morning  than 
'    ever;  and  she  played  as  obviously  for  Sydney's  admiration  as  for 
every  other  man's  we  ever  came  across. 

After  luncheon^|they  strolled  into  the  studio,  that  Sydney  might 

seeAfaimie's  face  as  Jocelyn  had  represented  it  in^his  pretty  study 

for  the  erea^ 'picture.    Sydney  admired  it  very  |ani|di :  it  was  adroi* 

r^^-X^Xt,  admirable--as  far  as  it  had  gone.  ' 

''     "put  still, you  know," he  ventured  to  sug|;est,  with  unwonted 

timidity,  glancing  from  the  portrait  to  the  ongihal  nervously,  "it 

doesn't  quite  do  Miss  Uewdlyn  full  justice.    "There's  somethine 

^  about  her  expression,  I  fancy,  Jocelyn — something  a  little  ethereal 

'  poetical,  infantile  almost— like  some  of  your  favorite  es^y  Italian 

Madonnas,  I  mean— that  you  don't  seem  to  me  to  have  quite  caught 

so  far  in  the  study,    Still,  it's  a  lovely  picture — ^a  beautiful]pictarer~ 

one  of  your  very  best,  I  thiiAc,  my  dear  fellow."  I 

Jocelyn  drew  his  easel  and  palette  over,  with  a  faint  smile  play- 
ing around  his  handsome  mouth,  and  putafre^i  piece  of  canvas 
uj>on  the  stocks  before  him.  [ 

*'  Stand  over  yonder,  you  three,"  he  said  in  an  authoritative  tone 
to  Sydney  Chevenix  and  th|e  two  Women:  "I'm  going  to  make  a 
little  hasty  sketch  of  you  now,  just  as  you  are,  Sydney.  Dpn'jMaave 
off  talking  or  assume  an  attitude,  or  take  any  notice  of  me,  'please, 
in  any  way.    You'll  serve  my  purpose  better,  the  more  unconcerned 


passes 
do :  so :  so :  go  on  talking,  please :  exactly :  exactly." 

l^faimie  smiled  as  she  recognized  the  meaning  of  it.  A  faint 
flush  came  over  eV^n  Sydney  Chevenix's  clear-cut  »ce.  He  fancied 
he  knew  in  his  own  heart  what  the  exptession  was  that  Jocelyn  had 
noticed.  He  fancied  he  knew,  and  hi?  heart  throbbed  the  faster 
for  it 

The  painter  went  on  pamting  for  half  an  hour,  while  Sydney  and 
Maimie,  with  Hetty  beside  them,  stood  talking  about  the  ordinary 
nothing  of  society  in  the  comer  of  the  stumo :  and  then  Joodyn 
iMuid,  with  cheerful  satisfaction ; 

.     "  That'll  do,  thank  you.    I've  got  the  exact  idea  I  wanted,   the 
dcetch  will  be  invaluable  to  me.    It's  the  very  point  1  was  most  in 
db^bt  about.    Hetty,  you  and  Maimie  can  go  and  put  your  h^  on. 
t*1^0I^wed^thcxia^^agefbr"1ial^|M^ 
the  Park,  presently." 

'As  soon  as  the  two  women  were  gone  from  die  room,  Sidney 
Chevenbt  came  over  at  ohce  toward  Jooelyn  Cipriani,  with  one  hand 
twiddling  his  watcb^dudn  nervously. 


h'A 


'  V  t 


1 


)i^ 


[    ^  XJ^weDyn  W.^  ^^  ^  ^^^^  ^  J 

^ded.  smiling  "****  *^*  *^  discovcor/' JocelynIS; 

"^^^^ ^^^.Jtfeir'^  looked  ha„i  in  o«ea». 
timidty.  '"  engaged,  do  you  knowfrht   asked 


™aiiy  tne  sUgBtet  <»n<»P«pn."   Bii(tlil.w»,, 

Jo  waa  fiOin,  .v  li™^ JS?  "'""'*  *«  amply  thiv  ^^m 
•«»  to  photograph  it  fir^^.S£2«-<.^i^  "^  iaSrSS 

':S«.^  ^1?-r?,"SS."Sl^<g>«W.    TW, J„t  a.  th. 

*>  you  reaUy  iuppise  mv  SSi  ?^  account    Most  men  di     ftS 
bad  I,* Tt   ,. J«»'yn  Mid  mquirinehr  to  h!.»„  .    ^^  translucent'; 

•0  b.  i«uy  p^  ^  ^ft^^^ajnvhj,  j«*^^^ 


Gui^ 


*"J 


:.'?' 


Hi  f, 


jrOX  MAIJUrS'S  SAJCM, 


«<^tliimpiolltor  he  «ws  most  ourked  In  hift  attentions.    HeneMI 
iBffpe  took  bis  evies  off  her  idl  lunch-time."     . 
i      Every  dayrfrom  that  day  forth,  a  little  bouquet  of  rare  hot-houae 
\fiM«nsrs  uiy  upon  Mairoie's  pl^te  at  dinner,  "from  Mr.  Chevenix;*^ 
■nd  almost  every  day  Sydney  himself  was  round  at  the  Cipriani's  on 
^vat  real  or  fanctful  efrand,  just  to  have  a  few  minutes'  conver^»* 
u<tti  with  Miss  Llewellyn,  muth  to  the  disgust  of  Stanislas  Ben* 
jowski  and  the  detriment  of  the  scientific  investk[ation-of  the  nitro- 
gen compounds.    The  picture,  indeed,  he  hailedwlth  df^j^t  aaf;j|- 
pca:fect  jrodsend.    Under  any  other  cirounstances  he  might  ham 
gnidgedthe  time  he  would  h&ve  had  to  give  to  sitting  to  Jocdyn  as 
'  a  common  model :  but  as  it  gave  him  abundant  opp(»tunities  of  see* 
,  iag  Malmie,  why-~for  Maimie's  sake  he  didn't  grudge  it. 

"  What  do  you  think  of  him,  Maimie  ?"  Hettv  a^^ed  with  affected 
ourdessness  one  evening,  after  about  a  fortnight's  assiduous  att«(|ii 
tkm  on  Sydney's  part.  f 

'*What  do  I  think  of  him,  Hetty?"  Maimie  answered  .witlii^ 
frank  smile  of  childish^  delight  "  I  think  his  flowers  are  really 
tiful :  and  he's  quite  handsome  himself,  too ;  and  he's  got  sU<c§' 
lovely  handf^d  teet ;  and  after  Jocelyn,  and  Adrian,  and  little  Tom 
Enddrby,  and  the  dear  old  undergraduates— I  reaOy  think  I  be^  to 
Hke  him  almost  as  much  as  anybody  I've  seen.  But  then,  you  know, ., 
of  course,  at  Silbury,  Hetty^  I  nevor  had  the  chance  of  seeing  veiy 
mai^  people."  ,  5| 

And  at  that  very  mqpaent,  Sydney  Chevenix  was  walking  holm 
by  himself  with  a  strange  fluttenng  in  his  left  breast,  saying  to  his 
own  heart  as  he  went :  ' 

"It  may  be  very  presumptuous  of  me:  I  don't  really  know 
whether  Fve  got  any  rif  ht  at  all  to  think  It  or  not— dear  innocent 
little  soul—but  I  certainly  fancied  to  myself  this  aftemodn.tiiat  she 
•eemed  as  if  she  was  beginning  to  care  a  little  bit  for  me.  Ban- 
ning to  care  for  me  I  Maimie,  they  call  Iwr;  Maimie,  Mahnie. 
Wmtt  a  sweet,  innocent,  apt  little  name  for  her  that  is  now-— Mai* 
11^  t  I  only  wish  I  could  call  her  so  to  her  face,  just  once,  Instead 
of  always  having  to  eall  her  so  stiffly.  Miss  Lleweflyn  I  ^Maimie— 
Maimie^Maimle— Maimie.  There's  a  sort  of  daii^  music  in  iIni 
vuyname.    IlonlyTY^uwK^Jdine— Maimie— Maimie  I"  ^^ 


l^i 


.■fi 


'M- 


^■'...^ 


CHAPTER  XnL 


Tom  a  week  or  two  Jocelyn  i>alnted|iWay  en  alternate  da|s  it 
Mbdmie  and  at  Sydney,  and  mo  flirted  disperately  in  his  own  yfvy  in 
paaiiDg  with  hit  pretty  sittelf  And  the  IoDn|  he  painted  thto  ' 


/J^Jvoasj^cj^ 


^ 


Heftyl    In loire with Maimie™    ^^  "  '^"  *"••  Maimie; 

Jaalyn  hesitated  and  J^kedwh^r-**?^''"  l^ 


.-   I'm 
love  with 


.Mi,JoeeIyiiI       _ 
^  »?«-^«'^»a.p,S^™o,r  fedJnWiitM 

f^Js^a^aSiSH'-?-'^!^ 

her  to  hfa,  with  a  caLsS^^^t^^  "*'  ^"^  t«^demes».  and  Srew 

^fe.  Hrt^--Sf/h^.s^^i!«  ^^^^^  Ws  3ide,  "my  own  darting 
whatevCThapixis.  I^uW -vJJYaP^"  °f  women  I  you  don't  thinlf 
or  half  as  w?rair?df  „^*^J^%^J^^^^^  Sf?*?  ?*"  ^  ^«  iS«^ 
-nybody  put  my  Hetty's  im^  oii  of  t?«  *^^"^  ?  P"***  ^^e'  ^5 

a^?"V?iZtkhSF-F5^'  ^"-^ 


,M 


**«««HMydiift3i?li3r3    '  ^°^  »»«•  certainl^    Be«(t 


^ 


in  MAIMIS*S  SAJTA 


■) 


<'\ 


-Oh^Jocdynl"  ^    ^^ 

••  You  don't  like  it,  Hetty  ?    You  don't  want  me  to  lo?€  hatf**  \ 
**  I— I  don't  mind  your  loving  her,  Jocdyn,  of  course  .  .  .  if  you 
want  to ;  but  I'm  so  afraid  some  day  or  other  you  may  get  to  love 
ber  better  than  you  do  me,  darling."         «  ' 

Jocelyn  unwound  his  arm  genUy  from  her  slender  waist  and 
shoulder,  and  moved  back  half  a  pace  to  regard  her  with  silent  ad- 
x^tion,  as  if  she^were  a  model  for  a  weeping  Niobe. 

"  I  haven't  educated  you  quite  as  thoroughly  as  I  thought  I  had, 
Hctty.'Mie  siud  musingly.  "The  old  Adam  comes  out  in  you  still. 
In  i^itc  of  my  training.  It's  too  strong  for  my  philosophy.  That 
being  so,  I  must  beat  a  retreat.  Hetty,  you're  crying,  darling. 
Come  here  and  lay  your  head  upon  my  shoulder—on  Uie  sOfa  here ; 
that's  right,  sweetest.  Hetty,  doritt  cry,  my  darling,  my  darling  I  I 
shall  never  make  you  cry  again.  I  didn't  know  I  was  going  to  make 
you  cry  this  time.  For  your  sake,  sooner  thaii  cause  you  a  moment's 
discomfort,  a  moment's  doubt,  a  moment's  hesitation,Tll  give^up 
Maimie  for  ever  and  ever.i  111  never  say  another  word  o(  love  to 
hit  at  any  time  in  any  way." 

Hetty  nestled  close  upon  her  husbtod's  shoulder  as  she  was  bid, 
and  lay  there  for  a  minute  or  two  sobbing  timidly.    Then  she  said : 
••  You  really  me^  it,  Jocelyn  ?,   YoiTre  Cnot  pretending  just  to 
appease  me?  "  -—~ 

Jocelyn  rose  and  glanced  at  her  with  unwonted  auiet  dignityi 
*'  Hetty,"  he  saidT  "  my  darling,  listen  to  me.  You  taust  trust 
me.  Whatever  I  have  done  I  have  never  decdved  you.  Whatever 
I  do,  1-  do  openly.  I  am  very,  very  fond  of  Maimie.  \  thought  you 
knew  I  loved  her  and  didn't  mind  it.  I  thought  I  had  so  fully  edu- 
cated you  up  to  my  own  level,  so  entirely  eradicated  from  your 
whole  nature  that  demon  of  jealousy— the  worst  legacy  of  our  bar- 
banc;  and  savage  ancestors — that  you  would  wish  me  of  your  own 
iccotd  to  love  wherever  my  instincts  led  me,  and  to  do  whatever 
my  heart  prompted  me.  But  I  see  I  was  mistaken.  I  see  I  was 
too  sanguine.  A  woman  will  be  a  woman  still.  Inherited  nature 
has  been  too  powerful  for  me.  You  are  afraid  and  grieved  because 
I  love  another  gfiri.  That  is  natural,  quite  natural ;  quite  womanly 
and  human ;  exactly  what  we  have  all  always  been  accustomed  to 
...  but  not  perhaps  quite  what  I  expected  from  you.  Sweetheart, 
don't  for  a  moment  thmk  I'm  the  least  bit  vexed  at  it  You  are  my 
<  tngd,  my  love,  my  heart's  dariing.  I  wouldn't  say  a  word  to  grieve 
you  in  anv  way.  I  love  you  as  I  neverloved  anyone  before,  and  as  I 
mnx  shaU  love  anyone  after  you.  Sooner  than  caUse  you  anin  an- 
ouMr  iocotid  6kmiAi  (UiMsomfort  ap  I've  caua^  you  toniay,  f  II 20  at 


WfH 


y>  m  go 
wmmi 


-mGsmyiaimt  wm  leniser  ifflsli&n^t^weiirasibreikltairoirtON- 
d«^'  «ra  forever.  I  love  her,  Hetty— I  mean,  I  lov^  her— very  deariy. 
It  will  hurt  her  for  me  to  say  we  must  part ;  for  she's  very  fond  of 
vie  in  hor  htooceht,  fickle,  shallow,  little  way ;  shelbvM  me  as  much 
as  ever  she's  able.  But  I  love  you  so  infinitely  more  than  I  love  ber, 
that  teoatr  than  let  you  for  a  minute  doubt  me,  111  laeke  the  sicri* 


tmmtir  tBM  oa,  toy& 


^ 


Tm!Jk  r    '^  ^*^  P*"  ^^  laughter  J  « 

MaimU  ^«^  f  ?<*"c*>  ^Ps  and  part  with  tfm." 

jj^  „  «»'  pay  uie  Mcessaiy  penalty\)f  our  sflly  love-nuj: 

Kttirfe^l^'dt^;*^-    Wait  *»<»  *^  it^r^Poor 

afiaidthatToLdai^^outaL  v^^^^^  I  wal^cSty 

even  than  you  do  me.UariS^^'  ^     ^^^^  ^""^  ^  ^<*^  ^^ »««« 

<yte,iL^"^Wy!lTcJeT^  ^?h\t^n°"'.^°"«*»  his  voice 
aUl  my  nature  &  SKnWnirJtkf^**  all  my  soul  and 
tibule ;  my  love  for  vou  is  ron«fS^  ^thj.lpve  on  the  outer  ves- 
ncver  let  Ly  othSV^aS.  KvTle^tl  S.TjS.t^^^'  '  "^ 
the  wav  of  your  happS  Km  S^  dSr{?„?*'  f^^H.  "*'"»«»'  ^ 
to  her/*  r'^"'^    *«*n?^darlHig.    Im  going  to  speak 

"She'll  be  so  soiru  !u>  f,^  il      "^^  half-unconsoous  little  iiwd. 
tet  us  U,^  i?o^'  "^  ^^'^'y  "«»y  ^^  «»«•    Wait  ,i^2d 

hi.£s&;^iS^^s°"~  "^^^*^«^^ 

mindfetSeu'J'^ClSli^  "My 

or  pain  or  jealoLr     Kkl^J^^."°  ^'^*'"  caMfcfor  doubt  #  few 
Ifcttv  laSrf  Sm  It?  w.*'  ^»*^e  woman.    It  s  all  over ''  ^        " 


7*1 


chajpulk  XIV. 

Off  WITH  THI  OLD  LOfl. 


H 


•v^' 


^''^^'^'^'^si-j^^^^^^^^::. 


mumi 


JO 


$^M  MAIMIE*S  SAJT^ 


tered  for  her  accustomed  kite  of  salutation.  Bu^  Jocdyn  waved  iMf 
aaicje  with  his  hand  ihiui  imperious  mood,  and  motioned  her  faito 
the  chair,  unkissed,  witn  a  grave  face  of  stem  virnte. 

"What's  the  matter,  Jocelyn ? "  Maimie  asked,  starinffM  him 
blanldy  with  open  eyes  of  childish  astonishment.  **  You  look  hist  for 
all  the  worid  as  if  you  were  angry  with  mp.  You've\|)een  taUdng  to 
Hett]r  about  m^  I  ^  believe.  Why  won't  you  kiss  i^e,  please,  this 
mominff?"  \ 

Jocdyi^  answered  voy  graVely :  \ 

" Bedaiise  I've  just  made  up  jny  mind  never  to  IdssXyou  agidii» 
Maimie.  I've  just  made  up  my  mind,  my  poor  cliil<l>  tmit  it  must 
be  all  over-between  us  two  henceforth  and  for  ever."'        \ 

Maimie  started,  and  looked  up  at  him  in  haste  \fith  stid^en  sui>^> 
I»ise,  as  if  she  didn't  fully  take  In  at  first  the  entire^  meaning  oi  his 
novel  resolution.  \ 

"]^ever  loss  me  again,  Jocelynl"  she  repeated  ■  with  eVident 
bewilderment.  "  All  over  between  us  two  henceforth  an4  for  e^  I " 

" Yes,"  Jocelyn  answered  stubbornly.    "I've  been  taUdnr thfr 
natter  over  with  Hetty,  as  yousuppose,  and,  from  what  she  says  I 
think  it'll  be  better  that  we  shJAMd  part  at  once  as  isoon  as  I've  i^n- 
ished  this  morning's  sitthig.   The  picturc'll  be  done,  then,  you 
r  as  far  as  your  part  in  it's  concerned :  and  then  I  think  yoU'd  _ 

leave  us,  Maimie*  and  go.  b|dlc  ta^e  Johnsons  at  SilbiUy  for 
jjresent"  .    V 

••  Leave  yil>u  I "  Maimie  cried.    "  Leave  you,  loceJyn !    Ckn » 
the  Johnsons  I    And  never  /ome  back  again  I "    'The  full  m 

df  those  d^ieadful  #)rds  Iseemed  tolM  breaking  in  upon 

i^y-     •       '    ^     "   '  -.:  . 

*^Yt6"  Jocdyn  said  with  dogged  persistence ;  "  never  come  bade'' 
l^;ain.    "That  is  to  say,  vou  m^y  come  again  if  Hetty  asks  you,  just 
as  an  ordinary  formal  visitor^  but  never  again  to  be  loved  and  pe%^ 
'ted  ai  you've  been  totted  this  time."  |. , 

Maimie  pun^  her  lips  up  temptingly,  and  turned  her  innoceit|; 
face stnught toward  him.  -  j,' 

"  Kiss  me,  Jocelyn,"  she  said  simply.  "''• 

The  greatest  tactfician  on  earth  couldn't  have  suggested  tt^or|r 
aerfect  strategy,  but  Jocelyn  refused  with  much  spirit  to  be  dra^J 
from  his  position  by  the  enemy's  allurements.  He  shook  IdM  hem' 
in  grave  deprecatiMi. 

"  No,  no,  Maimie,"  he  said  with  some  sternness.  "  I'm  resUy  in 
earnest.  I  mean  what  I  say  now.  That's  all  over  between  us  for 
ever.  I  shall  never  again  kiss  those  lips,  for  ail  their  tempting.  Jl 
have  promised  Hetty,  and  I  always  keep  a  promise  sacredr 

Majmie's  esc^'ilaslwdliro  tor  a  i^^ST^ 


"   "5 


rW. 


Then  Hetty  »ki<^  you  promise!"  sh«  saU  with  a raalicioDg , 
linnting  air.  ^  Jt^' 

Jocdim  corrected  her  calmly.  ^  .^.^....u...^:^^:. 

"  Htm  didn't  make  me  promise,"  he  said  with  slow  dljjinfty. 
**!  pffMnued  spontaneously,  of  my  own  sooottL    I  saw  she  urai 


■ 


^-^1 


g^.bocaii^  rk«r^^^^^  tdd  her  I  wcmlcb't  Iw  yw^^^ 

omit »  stogfc  incident    He  told  it  ^preS  « i?  hlnll^S'"  " 
tlie  J^'"  /miSS  ;fS2**^^*<^T?^  *^    to  I«*  her  straight  in 

^^Hetty  aont  want  me  tocome  here a|ain i^ " s?e  ISk;^! irfter » 
«l*r»?^2'  r°f  exactly  that,  I  think.    Shell  be  very  irlad  to  «^  «« 
•  iCl  1^  nSJ;  JinS^?  ^jy  ^**^  uncomfortable :  and  thSS 
'.'"WeU?"^'/ 

ftry  nice,  wouldn't  it  ?  "  nie\any  lOhger.    That  Would  b« 

JOcelyn  stoUed  curiously.  ,  # 


J^l^apr  such  hiai»Jaith«5»^ 
^^^'tw^^^i^^^'Z  r^^hyou  got  for  that  sUlyYttS 


■'4 , 


t/ihs's 


sAirs: 


ft 


72  i        ^    -      ';} 

ter  Srwu"     The  last  wtivds  ^M  lingering:  (!;ad(»ce,  dow  and 
■  •jprfssive.;  .    .  H  "  "*     .  '-       T/*   - 

Jocelra's  mouth  cufled  up  at  the  ends  with  ttbilosophica]  amuse* 
ment  at  htr  transparent  simdidty.  Did  ever  wd^an  so  let  one  look 
through  and  through  the  deltcious  frank  iftshneii  of  her  unafffcted 
woman's  heart  ?    •  -     '■''.■'"-''%'     ''^1'  *,     '■ 

"  No  doubt,"  he  said,  "Ypu  and  fcouM'  fee  f^ry  happ      * 
together,.  Maimie.  il'there  wile  no  such  persbn  ll^earth  ^ 
u^^^ L_  J  .^_^  .  «  ^  y^  j^^^  ^^  Het^  Oo^iSses. 

l$an  incontrovertible  fact  yHfEAife  and 
[J  with  her.    ?|fow,  natuiiU^^'  H(^^ 

another  girl  and  lewe  her.  I  rtij|ht 

th^  woWdn't  be  the  same  thing 

'     wit^i^er.    GMder,  fdr^eXf- 
^Hy  'i-^PKaA#**  *  SF^  o^  ind^Aiv 
t<:r  faii  iimmf§^'^ripfbetiier  I  always 
5f  wen<^  ofy^ijllPlI^^         else,  ^d  sen^ 


tod  never  had 
existence.  >  She  is 
and  you've  got  t 
like  me  to  run  a 
ever  and  ever 
to  her  so,  if  she 
Vnple,  your  own  etots. 
ence,  if  I  w^s  married 
stayed  at  hohie  with  y| 
•  .you  a  cheque  eveiy  ni0i 
^^      "  Certainly  n^'*^ 


mf 


Mi 


SP}^yp  yo^il^aya 


»w« 


15^ Si^our  housekeeping.' 


-<i 


eisuii 


^^•tV^ell,  Hetty 

s  to  h^ve  mealwa 

.^ly  un<fl{!rided 

bii£fery  fpural  and  worn; 

la  il  aeemsJi^  any  rational 
be^  accustbi^  lo, " 


,_, ,,^  shouldmuch 

b'ift^  of  coursed  Jfeceiyn."  \, 

/the  same  in  that  matter  as  ydu do. 
hwith  h(^;  and  what's  more,  she  wants  { 
on.    V«ry  disagreeable  for  us,  Maimie;' 
in  her  toi'  all  that.    You  see,  abmird 
!tture,  it^s  what  women  have'  alv^ays 


fl 


^'  In  £ngyi(L^  Uaiinie  suggested  gravely^    «  Not  everywhere. 

"In  England" focdljm  repeated  with  a  quiet  smile.  "If  w« 
yrcK  in  Turl^  drjn  5alt  Lake  City,  now,  why  then,  tWngs  might 
eerhaps  be  a  little  di«erent,  Maimie.''     '  4^ '..  .<  ^^  v 

"1  wish  to  goodness  we  were!"  Mabidief  ejaculated  piously. 
**  I'm  not  at  aU  like  Hetty,  Jocelyn.  I  ihouldn^  mind  how  many 
OTier  gi%I  sUfired  you  with,  as  long  as  I  had  my  fair  share  of  you. 
I  qi  not  thfc  leaM  bit  jealous  of  her,  fassure  yoii. 

"You  foi^get  that  Hetty  has  the  prior  claim,"  Jocelyn  put  in; 
smiUng  still  more  unmistakabry.  •«  She  thinks  she  ought  to  be  al- 
lowed undisputed  l)6(|iession  of  her  own  jhusband.  And  as  law 
and  custom  go  at  present  in  England,  we  must  both  admit  that 
she  8  fairly  entity  to  exclusive  ownership."  ,    » 

"  Law,  not  ™;om,"  Maimij^d,  turning  ha:  big  brown 'eyc& 
full  upon  him  wiflflinspeakable  ^liiopence. 
'  Jocelyn  started. 

"Gradods  heavens  1"  he  said,  "she's  not  so  guifeteis  «^  afac 
aeeni%after  alii  J&4t  worldly jgdkom,Xgm 


supreme  guilelessness  that  no  amount 
alter?    You're  an  en^a  after  all,  B 
iOCiQ,  you're  nevertheless  in  the  ^nd  an 
Milmie's  answer  wa§  the  satnc  as 
Up**  and,  Mid  again»  eiitid||ly : 


owledge  can  poftsi 
:  transparent  ai  you 


fore.    Sfab*  pursed  up  h«r 


Ik' 


If 


n 


:e  adamiEint  now. 
lily.    "Nfveratgain; 


ime,  Jocelvn.** 

Jod^yn,  as  he  himself  had  . 

'^Ije  answered,  shaking  his 

ntoMaimie."  X  ■  ^ 

Jaimi©  began  to  crj^  It  had  come  to  tcare.    Tocelvn 

;.;«.;  or^'®"^**  ^^.^'S*  *?  t^^^^sooner  or  later.    A  woman's  fiamS 

"<ns  always  regularijr  down  the  self-same  scale.  "^  ««»««» 

^    Tc^t^KlSfST-  y?"  f  y»°o«J?celyn?"  she  asked  piteously. 
JocoJiAl  nattoal  mstinct  (not  unshared  by  others  of^his  m5 
fSe  saw  a  wojnan  cmng  was  to  put  hfe  am  genUy  aroimd 
i^^wi^KJ^'  ^5'J??'  ^^  VP°°  *»^  broad  shoulder,  ani  comfort  hS 
*|^S  «~tiimg  sp^c^ ;  ^t  he  je^t«i  the  Wrile  ^^/^ 

dtt^^LST  "^""^  ^"^  ™°"-  ^^  ~^^  ^*  «»«>oved 
Mttll'SSd  oSSiL"'^  ^^•"  ^"^  ^^^  ^'  petulant  dash  of  her 
^  J^^  tried  hard  11^  himsdf  to  ai»ume  &  bciomlngiy  bn^^ 

th.;^^s^5}^ 


"J^  »«?'*  JO)ire«tf.    You  could  .never  do  so.'jriiafs  ihU 

^r  I  love  fatf 


i»A«4;^  xiljri    /  J    .         *""  wuiu  .never  ao  so.' 

norrtd  Hetty  W  don't  mean  that.    Dear  old  thini^i'  i  love  h«# 

■  !!P*"y°"'<^X®,^^*'*""*=^*>«tter  than  you  love  me?" 

1  don  t  want  you  to  love  me  best,"  she  munburwl  viAth  nUaA 
fsh  petulance.    "I  Wt  mind  which  c^^ul^HovJ&l^al^^^ 

^^lilS??"' Wy»»''  »>«*  I  <Jo  want  yJu  to  ^^  loSn^^ 

It  sdrtadful  to  think  you  should  leave  ottlovii^iS."  ^  ^ 

"Nevertheless  such  must  be  the  cm^^tl^  answ^^  «rfA 

trfected  carelessness.    '« Yjfti!!iSA^ni2P^^»»r  ^^^^* 

"M3»ow that/' MjSSereplied,  wipinTW  eyw»  »'but  I  w««t 

T^TJ-r^^ love  me. f o^ °*A  ^  ^^ 

r^on  lovingTn*  fdfs^ahd  ever^'^^^^ 


~-*SSl?^'&  - '^^Mr^!^^.,,^^ 


.Jrt 


*"*- 


>'•,:; 


H 


JOJR  WAtmB^S  SAJCR. 


iW* 


Ml 


**%\  hu  t^een  a  y«yt^d^^l  litOe  episode  this,  ifter  tSC^Uk 
said  more  iiatiu:any,  i!sfB#ig  again  upon  hm  from  h^  squtdy  lied* 
dttnedeyes..  \  ■<•'■    "■  ^     ' 

"Very,  indeed"  Jocdyniuiswii^,  half  relenting.  "  I  shall 
always  look  back  upon  it,  Maimie,  yith  intense  pleasure.  It  has 
given  me  $ome  of  the  purest  thriljUi  of  genuine  delight  I  have  ever 
ejEperienced  in  the  v^ole  course  of  a  not  entirely  unimpassloned 
.ttf^me.'';"' ,;,    ,    H 

** It  has ?'i  Maimie  asked^  .^ 

**  It  hasv  I  It  will  not  any  tohc^r.  No,  W  Maimie ;  don't  purse 
up  your  lips  like  that,  I  beg  oPyou.  Accept  the  inevitable  fike  a 
good  piiii  It's  all  over.  No  Tmtt.  of  Eve  m  Eden  iai  the  future. 
This  is  the  eminently  respectable  nineteenth  century,  and  we  must 
behave  ourselves  like  civilized  peopl^  clothed  and  law-locked.  Never 
^  again :  never,  never.  After  this  morning's  sitting,  we  must  meet 
i^c^orth  oiity  on  neutral  grodnd  in  Beta's  drawmg«room.  And, ' 
A|aimie,  you  must  many  Sydney  Chevenix." 


•  i 


•  'I  •- 

*"'      •'     it 


O'V, 


"  Tocdyn,  jocelyivill  b^eak  it  all  off  at  once,  if  you  wfah  me  to; 
but  Ml,  before  we  do,  you'll  give  me  just  one  more  kiss,  ome  nice 
kiss,  as  you  always  used  to  dol    A  farewell  loss;^  to  break  it  all  «ff 


with  I   Tou  won't  leave  me  here  to  die  of  hunger  for  it  ?  "  ,^ 

Jo<»Iyn  was  soiiprised  at  the  momentary  tone  of  passion  wfaic|(r' 
Mumie  threw  intd  her  last  append,  foir  heliad  hardly  suspected  ha: 
of  posfsessing-even  so  much  inteiisity  of  feeling  or  power  of  acting. 
.  he  knew  not  which :  but  he  answered  cdldly :    ^  ^\ 

"  No,  no.    If  once  V  break  my  word,  therell  be  no  drawing  a 
liiie  anywhere..  The  die  is  cast,  Maikbie,  and  we  must  both  a^Id^,. 
by  it,    Not  even  a  farewell  kiss  to  say  gQod-|r^e  with/dear  Uttld^ 
woman."'"  .;  -    „  .;  .     .■  „.     ■ 

Maimie  flung  herself'  backin  the  studio  armchah-  in  a  daptajriwri' 
attitut^-and  sobbed  away  unchecked  for  some  minutes,  v^ 

A?  she  4ay  there  sobbing  still,  M  shaking  visibly,  the  portidi^t 
adOved  aside  with  a  qutek  mdvement,  ahd  Hetty  entered. 

Z'OhijJocelyn!"  she  cried,  turning  to  her  husband  hadf  reproach^ 
ftllly.  "What  on  earth  have  you  Jeen  doing  heo,  you  dreadful' 
creature?  Have  you  set  piy  dear  little  Maimie  crying  with  your 
iMelKd  scoldings?"^ 

Maimie  took  doi^  her  hand  from  her  face*  with  a.8ttdden  burst 
,  of  fk«8h  emotion,  and,  rushing  up  to  Hetty  hi  a  fervor  of  gratitude^ 
floi^  hxx  arms  wildly  around  her  with  unfeigned  affection.       *^ 

«'  You  dear  old  thing ! "  she  ^ed  ej^eriy.  ■"  I  do  love  you !    I 
do  love  you !    Do  you  know  whit  Jocdyn's  been  just  saying? 


:>''■ 


f^ijr-r-  '■ 


oh,  isn't, it  dnkind  of  him?  Hetty,  you  dear  ok|  datlUg  Hcttv^t 
won't  |on  aaik  him  to  give  me  just  a  farewell  kiss  to  say  good-h^ . 
Wffitir 

UMj^i  momentary  pai^  of  Jeiloiitjr  tndted  aw^  it  (loot  Moi* 

„„1 


It  n^ 

No#pi 
favour 

only.  : 
mhcr. 


Wmrff  !r£ts  old  zovjb. 


1^.: 


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I 


-^.       -^' 


-iu'd^'teh  "J!?- 5r«^"J«^'«<««i.'>>ixii«M.  colore. 

^♦w  ^  ***  comgrtably:  and  then  Jocdyn  said  you"  wim^ 
«w  that,  because  you'd  like  to  haw  him  alwi^reTiMrvn.r««?l: 

r^  £  Li^S'  l^!f*  «*^*^  "•'^  *  ^^^  kiss  to^y  go<^-^  ^• 
S  2  nff^S"  *  ^^^^^^'^^that.  the  horrid  man;  aiTO  w£S 
set  me  off  crying  and  soldiing/'  ^  was  wnai 

8hnS?if  wu  ^  ^**  *^  '^erael^  (thought  she  was  a  little  bit 
JMi^'I'ftf  r"  "^  ^'^  ^^  ^«»  ^  .oftlSW^Snt 

,«rforafffendsfflpyt^^^^ 


i  ( 


'7§ 


Jf^X  MAIUIE*S  SAJCM. 


i.i 


■ayi,  Eng^d  or  Constantinople, 
fwnd  by  your  colors.    I  don't  <Ja] 


It  as  die  one  cl<^ly  m^y^^^SW^,"^  IS!^^!X1 
--'  dism«t  and  miseiy,  I  ^^  Sj  DthS^a"  ^^^ 

studio  S;i'^.iP  "^J^^  ^4" **•    You  musfrtoprS 
studio,  Hetty,  All  the  monniMr*  to  seeihat  Malmie  h^hnvM  \^ 

self  Wpcrl^    She  can't  be  trS  outoFy^^^^  ^*^- 

Maumiejutog  her  arms  fiercely  round  Hetty's  neil 

and  kissed  jidr  ovjr  and  ov«f  agafii  with  pasiionateTSa 

S  me  wfi'i^o^*^^'  "y^'^«  **^««*  your  best  to 
loss  me,  butD»#  a  homd  creature:  I  don't  a  bit  lo^ 

1o  love  you,  I  do  love  you.    And  nowl 

•ested,  "he  won't  ask  you." 
iswered  confidenUv,  "of  coune  he^B 
Hes  awfuUy  in  love  with  ne  as  it 

ing  for  a  good  opportunity." 

thre^lierself  ^k  listlessly  into  the^wcustomed 
id  bdore  anoifer  minute  was  <^er  the  c«r^ 
IS  Beatrice  ot^dcelyn's  lm«gJnatioii.  ^  t . 


the^ 


and 

make 
.  him.    y^  darling  Het 
shaU  maiW  Sydney  Ch< 

"But  p^ps,'^  Hetty 
"Mydeargiri,"M"" 

ask  me,  if  only  I  wan„«. 

is,  already,  andxhe's  ooHr 
And  then   '^    '      * 

attitude,  and 

beautiful,  thoughtli 


Chevl 


■«<" 


s/- 


ON  WITH  THE  NEW, 


•X- 


'.\ 


#:«' 


«Sfd.    Hetty  was  ini 

ml,  wond«||Qg  much 

shewasdoiifiHghtor 

iponsibility  a  mitchnute's 


Aapirr  thyee  o'clock  Sydney  Ch 
put  she  sent  Main^feilown  alone  to  i 
m  her  own  heart  at  fee  same  time  wh 
Jiot  "V  «nw»g  her.  \What  a  terrible 

^?^^i^^«^^yH«'^*<>f  women  «,h™-,  ,  , 
-  5ydntey  rose,  lookihi^ery  embarrassdEr Maimie  «Jib^'  iL 
drawii^g-room.  He%aFa  propo^g^S^t  Wm  ^LSS^ 
at  once,  and  he  hel^^ife  hat  toV^poiigfelhffi  h^^^^t 
commg  straight  ta^the  joint,  Ss  ^fn^m  ^t^^t 
Adrian,  or  anybody,  he  went  beattag  about  aSTSiMJhX^^^^^ 
est  possible  Imous  circumlocution,  m  if  be  wm  poSBv&d  of 
approaching  the  subjectjmd^iying  outrigftt,  <^'  m23iTtJ|Voi.  '' 


R-        i' 


.lingering acc^i^r-arrsh; ^rel^Ml^ J^^^   "^ 

^A^I^i^^^^^'^^^^y^^^  bS^witTa  dStiSt  to^  of  ?we 
and  adminuioa^  Maimie  rathtf  liked  it  by  wayof  iSsMiTS 


'Vj 


The  I 
#eb, 

ncysj 

"is  tl 

course 

"I 


■^1 


actiondj 
•oroethii 


/ 


ON  WlXff  THE  NEW, 


\> 


' 


^^ 


gradwte,  Sown  arsata?    "^  ^«*J'  »<•  «1»  -SSSleJ. 
taken,  and  thatle  propSi^1^fc^J^i^^^«  "»"«*  have  S  mis!  - 


wwmd  your  wiUrtl  or  catdhrS.«.  i!I?^"?™^  **®««  i»  to  put  ^  Km 


>41? 


ney  said  wi^a  touS^K     ^"^"^^'  ^iss  K£"  SvH 

«is  that  piece  of  S&ey'^'SnetJSS'.  ^"  ^  voice^T^^l* 

courae  you  know  it."       ^  **    ^^^^^  ^^  k  too  often  profaned?   Ql 

"  No,  I  don*t."  lira;«.:^  li ...  v*    •.  * 

confidiris 

^■#i«  of  the  theolijaj,  he  said : 

r#*  '^!fi**^*^?^^^- infinity  within 

^  He  used  to  mzk^t^t^""^'^^^  <^^^  «| 

called  it.  AndTen^e^S^i*^V?*W  Sunday-as  a  cixPhii 
so  as  to  throw  mySfb^ttS^i  ^^'""^  ^^^^3^  ^^  I  ourffTiiS 
m«ch  care  for  t^cSd:Spltf^°^-  ?^^^  Bu  I  c^ 
hard  to  unde«tand  it    S,  you  knot  Z '  I'  "^  ^*^  *^^'  ^^ 


79 


'tPpd-  MAIltm'S  SAJTB. 


|P-to*r. 


I    I 


\'\ 


Ids  own  heart  tcstatically:  "  To  the  pure  all  things  am  part !  Sh« 
doesa't  even  know  she  oughtn't  to  tell  me  she's  read  the  *  Cencj  *  t 
I  admire  her  above  everything  for  that  sweet  childish  outspdoA 
guilelessness— -that  charity  that  thinketh  no  evil.  She  iio^he  mine, 
9ht  shall  be— she  shall  be  J  I  must  win  her!  I  can't  live  without 
her.  No^  other  woman  was  ever  made  like  her  I  The  angel«ithe 
darling',  Uie  sweet  Uttle  mnocent  unsullied  angel  ?  " 

To  l!hie  pqiie  all  things  indeed  are  pure ;  {Und^ydney  Chevenis 
with  his  ingrained  purity  read  Maimie  Uewettyn's  diaracter  sen 
differently  from  Adrian  Pym  or  Jocelyn  Gpriani. 

"It's.veiy  short,"  Sycmey  said,  half  apologetically*  as  a  mature 
man  always  speaks  of  love  verses ;  "  only  two  stanzas.  I'll  tdl  you 
them,  if  you  like."  > 

And  he  leant  over  toward  her  with  a  timid  yet  es^;er  earnestness^ 
as  he  recited  in  a  low  impressive  half'^hamefaced  faishion  those  wdl- 
iBDOwn  lines:  >  ^ 

\  "  One  word  is  too  of  ten  pn^aned 

Y  Tor  me  to  profane  it : 

.  \  One  feeling  ^  falsely  disdained 

For  thee  to  disdahi  it :  „    - 

''  One  hope  is  too  like  despair 

For  prudence  to  smother:  '         ' 

'  And  Pity  from  thee  more  dear 
Than  That  from  another. 

• 

"  I  can  give,  not  what  men  call  Ioint| 
But  wUt  thou  accept  not 
llie  worship  the  heart  lifts  abOTC^ 

And  the  heavens  reject  no^  ? 
The  desire  of  the  moth  f<H-  the  start 

Of  the  nig^t  for  the  morrow; 
The  devotion  to  something  afar 
,     From  the  sphere  of  pur  sorrow?** 

As  he  repeated  the  lines,  with  unexpected  profundity  of  feeHiw;,  '■ 
Majmie's  ey»  looked  deep  and  unabashed  straig^  into  his,'  a  fatot 
dle«r  dimmipg  tremulously  their  Imlliant  light,  and  a  strange  tendov 
iiess  s^eanuog  far  down  ui  the  abysmal  xiepths  <rf  their  grai^  blade 
pupils.  ■  '  '^ 

.  **  That's  lov#/'  she  murmured  in  a  low  pensive  tone.  **  Ex- 
qiiisitely  lovely.  How  veiy  proud  the  girl  must  hare  been  to  whom 
ageat  poet  like  SheUey  sent  such  a  deUcately  chivahtius  Idvt^^  , 

ll^uwiiscicsuysfy^  t^^^^ 
i^taation,'ind,  «a  often  happens  under  such  circumstance^  wok* 
ibove  her  owit  normal  levd. 

"Miss  Llewellyn!  Miss  Llewellyn }"  Sydney  .Qievenbc  cai- 
claime4'liM!€  nearer  and  nearer  to  her,  and  staounering  in  1& 
vnptiQiv  ^^sUm  w^  I  not  give  0  I  wm  qdy  li  f^eat  poet*  and 


.IJifi' 


«*^£S^^  ^^*  *-«»<^  <ii«^i-  if  W 

"None  but  my^S,n         And^fSS??^!^?^  cpnd<;SSgJ 
«».  .     .  Mafm^atoiVf^iT^y  *^i^^^  to  feel  ts  a  heaw 

always  felt  what  5,oseto«^,^  "^°*!?  ?  5"*  «aw  you.  LhaX 

Ih».    I. ^Jl  ..!^7^^-^'W^  It  faintly  with  mJtoS 


It  was  so  very 


Thank  you!    TldsistSmucrLd^fnf   ^^^^-^^^ 
,4  happiness  I    Can  you  love  ml  iS!?  ^^^^^^^   This  is  too  liuch 
^^ou  love  me  ?  "  .     ^^  «»a»nue  ?    Can  you  love  me  ?    Can 

ii»     T^«  1      ^"^'   ^®  murmured  low  in  his  ft»r  «t  . 

fy.    I  do  love  you.    I  loved  you  from  Ae  fW     '  "I  am  my  hap. 

mJe  to  fai  in  love  with  anyb<^         '  ^'   -  ^  »  «My  foar  Af afc 

»t^ya^Jerv^g?S^aT;?Surift5^5^ 
not  d«»med  it  prudent  just  about  that  tinSS 


annsaimoM, 

if  Hetty  had 

..  dress  osjteoiii 

toe  (foonrof  the 


Jwj^^and  taken  \^^^^^^^if^^^£^T^^^^ 
about^dney  Chevenix  ?  »^^'^^'      *  »«<*  hardly  ask  you  what 

mm^^^'^ft^^^  a  twinkling 


>' 


.>'j«"j( 

'  <:"%^ 


m 


Jf 


8b      V  90k  MAIM1E*S  SAKS. 

ibis  afternoon?     YotiH  never  guess.     Reciting  poetry,  Hettjr! 
Now,  you  wouldn't  have  suspected  an  F.  R.  S,  and  authority  on 

S plosives  of  such  a  levity  as  being  poetical,  and  "romantic,  and 
ectionate,  would  you  ? "  -  j  » 

"And  what  did  he  ask  you,  Maimie?"  ] 

Maimie  laughed. 

"  He  asked  me  whether  I'd  lA  him  try  to  make  me  happy." 

"  And  you  answered  ? "  \    .     , 

**  Nothing,  of  course.  I  thought  ah  answer  would  be  veiy  un- 
.  impressive.  I  just  squeezed  his  luind  for  him  a  tiny  bit,  as  much  as 
to- say  I  had  no  objection  to  his  trying  it  if  it  pleased  him ;  and  then 
he  set  to  work  at  once,  kissin?  me  so  properly— not  a  bit  like  Joce-^ 
lyn  and  Adrian :  schoolboy  Idssesp  you  know,  the  same  as  the 
undergraduates'.  And  just  as  the  thing  was  beginning  to  get  really 
interesting  and  amusing  the  door  openea — ^andin  you  walked,  Hettyi 
to  put  an  end  to  it  all  abru|>tly."  '  .    .  ' 

,"^   ^So  then  you've  accepted  him^dear  ?  'f  1  \^'t 

'••  WeU/  yes,  I  suppose  I've  accepted  him.  Of  course  iVc  ac- 
cepted him.  At  an)r  rate,  I  fully  expect  to  get  an  awfully  pretty  en* 
.gagement  ring  by  this  evening's  post  with  a  real  diamond  in  it.  But, 
oh,  Hetty !  you  never  saw  anybody  make  love  in  all  your  life  so 
CKiriously  as  Sy<iney !  He  seems  as  if  he'd  never  done  it  to  anybody 
"^before — as  if  he  didn't  know  how  you  ought  to  do  it !  And  he  kisses 
— well,  he  kisses  one,  my  dear,  just.iike  a  woman." 

'<'  Maimie,  Maimie !  I  hope  you  love  him.  I  hope  you're  not 
going  to  marry  him  now  just  for  the  sake  of  getting  a  home  and  an 
establishment."      "  ., 

"  Of  course  I  love  him,  darling,"  Maimie  answered,  laughing.  "  I 
think  him  a  dear,  delightful  old  stupid.  If  I  didn't  love  hun,  Hetty, 
wdl,  whyon  eari^  should  I  wa|it  to  marry  him?  ^^could  milUTy 
anybody  else  I  wished  to  have  if  I  liked,  couldn't  I  ?  ".  » 

JJHI^Ana  H^tty,  reflecting  upon  her  little  friend's  brief  career  of  imi- 
.  wsal  Conquest,  overrunning  the  male  world  like  a  ^rlish  Napoleon, 
cmifess<Ml  to'herself  with  afigh  that  aftei*  all  Maimie  was  rignjt,  and 
ihe  might  4:ake  her  pick>mong  the  marriageable  men,  of  all  ages, 
tanks,  and  fortunes  in  this  colorless  latter-^ay  realm  of  En^^i^idk 
Why^  not  even  dear  Jo^elyn  was  able  to  resist  ner  1 


■■il 


N 


.*•  1* 


H/iS:, 


'    CHAPTER  XVI.  , 


iilh  r>  1    • ',     jMSm 

f 

A  MUtlStt  Ukrwui* 


K*''"* 


So  fe  six  weeks*  time  Maimie  was  mahied  to  Sydn^  C%evamb  ■«  / 
•t0[^W  with  the  Ciprianis  after  all  till  the  day  of  her  weddiiig,  and  Lo, 
hduig  gmn  away  in  proper  form  by  Jocelyn  hunself,  at  whose  bousa  rm 


sevoit 


■). 


h  tp'i' 


^: 


■-.■i 


A  BRITJSH  MATMOir,  \^ 

Sydney,  when  once  the  ice  had  been  broken  becam^fcrtSS^i,  ♦u ' 

her  own  vL.  indeed  she  fLdS. hi  f«J«"V«»ely  liked  him  ;  L 

^  show  her  offi  tA  SI?7'^   *°  ^  ^^^^  P"*"^  of  her.^nd  to  love 

mie  ha<n|ever  seen  ftnvthintr  Iilr»  it     A."'r.    *^*  *" *^  s***-'")^'    Mai- 
Mf.p«yfiB!^tln»T,ii^..        .  2..   )"™P«'  at  once  from  the    • 
of  a  ^Sfc^In  ^Ifflf  »   Si?  '  Silbury  to'be  mfatres. 

rt-hoSSrin  «l  lS,dS^''T°;?l^J«  '"""^  '^  semi.fiahiona'Ne 
«indeSradS^„ ,h\T  ■"''•  ™'"«'«.'^ ^S^  Pymand  kis  ton 


,'A''T^ 


4    ,1 


:ai.. 


la 


^  MAIMIB'S  SAKE, 


w 


"^t^ 


ilie  eajoyed  ^  all  witii  the  £^U  faculty  for  enjoyment  of  a  natttiaA 
heaUhy,  vigorous  woman.  .„  ,       ^.        *  ,  . 

At  herfirst  dinnerparty  as  mistress  of  Sydney  Chevenix  &  house; 
she  had  a  rci^  live  baronet  (F.  R.  S.)  to  take  her  down  on  to  arna  v 
to  dinner,  a  real.  Uve  knight  (R.  A.)  to  sit  on  her  left  hand  in  his  m- 
ferior  (Bgnity !    What  would  they  say  to  it  all  at  Km^  s  Sdbury,  she  . 
wondered;  and  how  the  nasty  Rectory  girls  (whose  paM  objescte^ 
OQ  priiicinlfc  totheir  knpwing  the  Uttle  heathen)  would  die  of  enw 
^   srtitti  they  read  about  Lady  So-and-«o's  at^iomc  in  her  letter  to  theP 

;    >  doctor's  wife,  her  special  friend  there.  . 

^  For  even  the  women  got  on  admirably  with  that  dear  httle  Mrs. 

Sydney  Chevenix.    As  a  rule,  giris  of  Maimie's  tyiie  are  anything 
but  favorites  with  married  ladles:  they  are  men  s  women,  not  wo- 
men's women.    But  Maimie  formed  the  inevitable  exception  to  the. 
-    broad  rule,  and  for  an  ^cellent  reason  too.    Instead  of  puttin^f  her- 
self mto  open  rivalry  with  the  young  girls,  instead  of  seeming  to 
Inidle  up  at  and  resent  the  matronly^criticisms  of  the  mammas  and 
-      grandmammas,  she  met  them  always  on  their  own  ground  with  pei^  f  J 
feet  fiankness,  perfect  cordiality,  perfect  «afw//,  and  perfect  sub^f. 
'      mission,  like  one  who  is  dfclighted  to  be  taught  better*    "  Wrong,f, 
dear  Lady  So-and-so  I    You  don't  mean  to  say  it  ?    Is  that  vm»ng'v 
too  ?   Oh,  I'm  so  awfully  glad  to  learn  it.   You  know  I'm  only  such-^^ 
a  wmple  little  ignorant  country  giri,  and  I  never  had  a  dear  mother 
of  my  own  to  teU  me  anything.'^   What  on  earth  fcould  Lady  So- 
and-so  do  in  reply  but  stoop  down  and  kiss  the  pretty  little  pemtent ' 
Bke  a  second  mother  ?  ,  .    ^      , 

As  for  Sydney  Chevenix.  he  waa  quite  as  happy  m  heapliig  up 
pleasures  for  dear  Maimie  as  Mainrfe  herself  was  in  placidly  accept-, 
&r  theih.  HHtherto  he  had  bear  a  man  of  one  idea— the  chemistry 
ofWlosives:  n6w4wrbad-«dfled  to  it  another  and  still  more  over- 
powering  pursuit— the  pursidt  of  making  Maimie  happy,  For  Mair 
mie'ssake  he  would  do  anything.  . 

Dear  little  soul  I  how  utteriv  he  loved  her  I  Yes^  yes ;  he  could 
make  her  happy  t  Whatever  she  wished,  he  would  do  it  at  once  for 
her.  Even  the  explosives  (though  this  with  a  sigh  of  regret>--«*en 
the  explosives  thcm^lves  should  go  to  the  wall  if  they  mterfttea. 
with  Maimie's  happiness.  Body  and  soul,  he  had  sunk  himsdf  in 
Maimie,  and  he  loved  her  with  a  depth  and  intensity  of  paarion 
which  Maimie  herself  could  never  have  comprehended  or  even  tatb- 

^>.,oined.' 

,  One  thing' only  tiuubled  Maimie  From  the  very  < 
marriMe  to  sydney  Chevenix.  Adrian  Pym  had  ceased 
her  ahogether.  She  mentfdned  this  With  some  surprise 
■hnt  Hetty  Ittg*^^  *♦  ^^^^jl."?^  '^^t  "Q^  courac>  dear. ' 


i' 


that  made  even  Malime fed 'sB^SiSipmehowBiS expecttMlolHt. 
thing  very  wicked  and  veiy. ridiculojis.  "You  don't  understand 
theiie  thing*  ytt."  Ifctty  said  laughingly;  "but  «ow  that  ytjurt 
married.lSu1l  begin  to  underitand  thtm,  I'm  si^  Makni^  9m 
yOBll  •«•  thit  ha  iMtunUy  left  off  writi»|jU>  y««. ' 


own 
odor  I 


MM&  AS^if  PYii  psops  A  CAJUK 


■It 


«at 


CHAPTER  XVII. 

ADRIAN  Fm  DROI%,A  CARlli 

SOMt  two  or  three  months  after  Malmlf>'«  marrf.».  a  j-t     •». 

«teWiig«  afto  famous  piS.  by  Bu™  r™«?^*!!ffi  ""^ 

in  the  shape  of  mSelSiwSd  mJP^  s|>lMfe»  of  mellow  color 
.uletob^sothTduhKE  ,hSn*T?l't''  '2"?  P«*«a«-of 


84 


^JFd^  MAIMIEyS  SAKE, 


mos  of  Corcyra—a  paragraph  altered  and  twisted  over  and  over 
again  in  every  sentence  to  suit  alike  his  fastidious  ear  and  his  exact- 
injgf  sense  of  literary  fitness-^  khock  sounded  loucjly  at  tijie  door  of 
biis  rooms,  and  the  under-porter  entered  in  haste,  looking  a  trifle 
C(»ifused  and  flii^ered. 

f  If  you  please,  sir,"  he  said  apologeticaUv,  holding  the  edee  of 
the  door  in  ms  left  hand  with  a  deprecating  air,  of  profuse  hunwlity, 
"  the  hrad-porter  he  sent  me  up  to  tell  you,  sir,  that  there's  a  young 
person ,.  .  .leastways  a  female  .  .  .  that  is  to  say;  I  mean,'if  you 
pUjiase,  a  lady,  as  would  like  to  see  you  very  particular,  sir,  as  soon 
«s  is  agreeable,  if  not  inconvenient  to  you." 

"Where  is  she?  "  Adrian  asked,  rising  from  his  desk,  and  piin* 
ing  t<^|ether  his  necktie  and  collar  at  the  tiny  mirror  in  the  centre  of 
the  overmantel.  (One  never  knows,  when  a  lady  is  announced, 
whether  she  may  iiot  tun^iout,  on  furdier  acquaint^ce,  to  b«  yovmg 
and  attractive.) 

"She's  at  the  lodge,  $ir.^' the  underi.porter  answered  sybmii., 
sh^ely.  "  Th^  head-porter,  he  wouldn't:.fdlow  the  young  person  ... 
leastw^  the  lady  ...  to  come  into  coltege  until  he  heard  disfct 
from  you/  stir.    The  head-porter,  he  says,  if  you"  please,  sir,  that  the; 
lady's  drunk^-thaHsto  say,  intoxicated."  v    ., 

;  Adrisp  turned  roundsfterdely  to  greet  hira.°  He  knew  in  a  mo- 
ment who  it  was  that*had*s:ome  thus  unexpectedly  to  intrude  hei" 
hateful  presence  upon  him.  "  So  she  4ias  followed  me  up  to  Ox- 
'  ford  at  last,"  }ie  thought  to  himself  bitterly ;  "  ruir  irieio  earth  in  nly 
own  kenjnel."    Th^t  final  disgrace  was  too  horribly  ctt^uig. 

"Did  the  yoMng  persoh  give  any  name,  MBft1in?^he  asked 
aloud,  in  as  unconcerned  a  voice  as  he  could  easiW  mUster.  keeping 
dovim  hi§  fedings  with  a  supreme  efifort.  1' Did  she  say  on  what 
business  she  wanted  to  see  me  ?  "  '     -C   . 

"  If  you  please,  sir,"  the  under-por^TOJlled  with  trelinulojii^ 
servility,  handing  Adrian  a  dirty  little  squarem  crumpled  cardboiki:d/ ' 
^  she  said  that  that  was  her  righ^jpame,  an*  ^he  asked  me  to  gii^ 
It  to  you  in  your  own  hands  for  her  card  de  viseet,  sir.  An4  the 
head-porter,  he  said  I  must  take  it  up  to  you  a|  once,  but  must  t# 
you  the  lady  wasn't  in  a  fit  condition  to  be  brou^t  into  college^ 
owing  to  being  drunk,  sir." 

Adrian  glanced  mechanically  with  a  supercilious  eye  at  the  dirty 
square  of  limp  cwdboard.  Written  upofi  it  in  a  loose,  scVawling, 
uneducated  haip  were  the  four  terrible,  damning  wbrds,  "M^ 
Adrian  Pym.'Httititigs." 

The  tutor  crumpled  up  the  card  hi  the  hollow  of  his  JMilm,  wad 
flUiw  it,  savagely  twRh  an  oath  into  the  empty  firepkee. 

^ShoW  her  ^'  he  said  curtlv.     "  She*g  a  drunken  madwomfi, 


tiy. 


mnta.  i  know^viaio  she  is,  ahd  whaTbusliMMf  she's  come  u]^a» 
Show^  her  up,  both  of  you-'u«t  once,^!  tell  you~you  and  the 
poittr."  !  ,   /^ 

Mwtin  hesitated.    "  If  im  pieite,  air,"  he  blurted  ottl  at  ImI. 
•Itor  «  ntfooMiif  •  ptxiM.  **  the  heid-portir,  be  told  liie  to  tdl  yoiile 


4 


•  / 


If' 


MRS^  ADRTAN  J" YM  DROPS  A  CARD, 


8J 


I' 


\ 


couldn't  admit  a  drunken  female  inside  tl^te  collqre  without  a  wrfttift^ 
order  from  you,  sir."  '        ;    :  T7 

With  unruffled  gravity,  Adrian  sai  soberly  down  at  his  old  oak 
desk,  and  took  out  a  sheet  of  college  note-paper.    Upon  it  he  wrote 
two  bnes  only :  "  Admit  the  drunken  female  to  my  rooms.    Adrian 
,.  Pym,  tutor.  ■  .  ■  . 

"  Better  here,"  he  muttered  to  himsdf  in  his  utter  despair,  "  than 
down  there  brawling  at  the  college-:gate,  before  the  ey«»  of  aU  those 
chattering  jackanapes  of  undergraduates.  She's  come  h?re  in  this 
state  on  purpose  to  sting  and  humiliate  m^  that  fiend  ot4i%oman. 
Confoundherl— confound  her  I 'V         - 

"There."  he  said,  turning  r6und  his  revdlvmg  chain  and  hand-  ^ 
ing  the  laconic  order  With  a  cynical  smUe  to  &e  frightened  and 
deferential  under-porter ;  "show  that  to  Boffin,  and  teU  him  iflent 

I;     ."^.  "'?^  "P  the  drunken  female  between  you,  will  Vdu. 
Martin?       ''.  :.      ,  > 

.u  The  under-porter  gpinned  visibly,  in  spite  of'  his  awe,  as  he  read 
the  wordmg  of  that  angular  mandate,  and  went  down  the  staira 
nastily  to  carry  his  oMers  into  execution.  As  for  Adrian,  he  sat 
Sdown  once  more  «^t  jiiS  desk,  and  pretended  to  be  continuing  his  lit- 
erary reflections  on  the  Demos  of  Corcyra  hi  tl4most  uJftncemed 
andimlaifected  attitude.     ^     ^         '         .^^^ 

In  a  mipiite  more,  the  door  opened  with  a  sudden  push,  and  a 
woman  of  twenty-seven  dashed  ittto  the  study,  closely  foUowcd  by 
the  two  porters.  ;  v    -  '        ;  '    * 

She  was  tSlF  ancl  bold-looking,  a  fine  vi^omah,  or  what  had  once 
passed  as  such,  but  with  her  face  now  bloated  and  unwhfcome 

*??*.^"*^*^  ^""'^'  ^^  ^**"  ^"^  carelessly  fastened  in  loose  plaits, 
which  left  mkny^Btraggling  pieces  playing  untidUy  about  thcjcomera 
Of  her  sha^elesi  forehead.  Her  dress  and  bonnet  were  tawdry 
and  by  no  meanslnew,  and  there  breathed  about  her  whol*  appear^ 
ance  that  genfetal  indescribable  air  Of  dirty  finery  which  marns  at  ondfe 
the  drunken  wpman  who  has  Sjcen  better  dayg.  Her  face  was  flushed, 
mA  her  manner  excited^;  and  the  heJid-porter  had  rightly  concluded, 
from  a  certain  pervading  perfume  of  juniper,  that  she  had  neryed 
herself  up  fofrthe  coming  interview  by  the  aid  of  that,  spirit  which  is 
ppularly  su|)j>osed  to  inspire  Dutch  courage.  Yet  she  \ibs  far 
^rom  hopelessly  or  helplesSy  drunk,  and  sl^«  walked  into  th#roora 
^h  some  visible-  attempt  at  dignity  of  demeanor,  as  if  anxious  to 
Jitep  up  1^  credit  ol  her  dame  before  the  observant  eyes  of  the  two 
^pwfters,  ...  K.    ■     ,     ■ 

Pdi.  she  enticed,  s*e  tried  to  ru$h  up  to  A^ri^,  and  kiss  him 
openly,  in  full  sight  of  the  cpHege  servants.    But  Adrian,  ris 


taorbya 


\gtsr 


m- 


.  "luiuiuons  aittne  nraitofwarot  impuisi^  eHRteiriRar  it* 
flank  laovement,  and  substitutiiy  a  c|iair  at  the  critical 
Jt^B4  wMb  a  courteoiis  wave  of  the  hand  compelled  hfcr  to  escap? 
•  tip»^coll^»e  by  seating  herwll  in  it,  half  against  her  will,  with 
^"'v^^^V^  aad  grace  stitt*coifld  manage  to  call.up. 

"  YtninMy  f(V^  Adiiui  saidHv^  an  atmbK>rit«^Uve  Vqiot  to  tht  tigT 


''^% 


^fO»  MAmm*S  SAKE,      i 

gjgj,  below  tl»  ttrange  TO«n  had  time  to  c^^ 
J^  two  pwteri  bowed  and  retired 

«ter  bowvd  add  sndbd.  *=      *^ 

fought  to  have  seven  of  'em,  sir,  and  thi^togo 

Aowedliis  teeth  with  an  im^  sndle  * 

|«M  ^th  m>  one,"  he  answered  in  a  crisp  todi,i 
inr  wages.    Go,  and  sav  nothmg  about  it."  f 


,  ^'  iSfc^'  5™«^g  ancf  cringing.    For  pure 

tho^'^rft.^ttfil^Ueh'h???^^    Tie  *j„ye  worn™  s.. 

forJ't^qit^^vruS'rr^^i^i^^  .^    -^^ 

days.  whe«  X  'del^^e/'^d  ^A^fc 
own  heart's  angel.' and  aU  that  «)rto?thfn»^T„^  '  ^^    "^ 
itted  to  speak  trnie  verjr  dilfeiSitT      ^^'    '"  '**°*  ^^J^  J^ 
The  tutor  twirled  his  thumbs  reflectively. 


fl^H^^^^S^!^'^^^ 


w*i*»ent;  Mn.  Adrian 
^wme  now  to  dbtuit 
Hi  ipoii  wHh  4 


:   — Y  -—K^^wMwu  lu  uisiuro  your  n 
J^P  *>  I  owe  it  that  yoThai 

piwoldQg  cooHwii  whidi  11^*^1^^;^ 


'  ' 


■41 


^>^ 


old   ^i— . 

1 

my  .^.," 

on 

m-  0 

'i 

aU    <   ' 

■.,i 

to   / 

•0 

cm  "T* 
ch    ^  . 

ck 

'ft    "• 

a-    • 

!d___ 

i 

$iRS.  ADRIAN  PYU  PROJ^S  A  CARD,  •> 

■    .    >  ^"-  .       ■      .         "/ 

em»ged  the  half-tipsy,  ^hmx^  by  its  insolent  air  ofc  superiority. 
There  is  nothing  that  violent  people  of  the  lower  order  SetMl  so 
much  as  the  presence  of  a  calin  and  coUected  opponent  P^km 
they  lyiderstand.  vituperation  thW  understand,  and  neither  frisfataS 
them ;  but  the  perfectly  unruffl^  superior  /uigcr  of  an  educated 
■    *"***.  ^^'  *^?/**?  comprehend,  and  it  drives  them  frantic. 

.  Adrian,  she  cned,  rising  from  her  chair,  and  standing  before 
him  jNith  an  air  that,  would  have  been  absolutely  tragic  but  for  her 
tinnustakabhr  half-tipsy  appearance,  "  I  am  your  wife  I  yoXy  wife  I 
your  wedded  vwfe,  you^iserable  wretch,  you  I  Howdare^ou  beat 
nw  so  ?    You  hound  I    Yoii  cur  I    Hoi|^  dare  youT-hiw  dare 

..Ji?'  *!r^'  ***?:  -^f"??  Pym/'.the  college  tutor  answered  more 
.  wdmly  and  superciliously  than  ever,  '"  I  am  aware  that  you  are  my 
irife,  Mrs  Adrian  Pym;  I  am  not  at  aU  likely  ever  to  forget  tS 
S?*J*!i^^iP5y°^^^^l?P'^"*'''«*y  <^  mya^enfion.  You  have 
blighted  and  destroyed  thfe  whole  Value  of  life  for  me,  but  I  am  tied 
to  you  still—tied.  irrevocably.  It  must  be  a  greit  consolation  to 
you.  Mrs.  Adnan'  Pym,  to  reflect  that  you  have  got  rot  iodissoluUr 
chained  to  you,  willy,  nUIy,  for  good  and  ever!"  ««»so*uBiy 

«,«.5.  J!°  w?"  ^5,**°^  a«ap  angrily,  as  he  bid  her;  in  impotent 
wntfh,  trembhng  all  over ;  and,  burying  her  face-in  Wr  two  £anS 

«  M**'  ^^°""  i^*°  ^?.  "?c<»tfoUable  flood  of  half-drunken  teara^ 
^Al^'k$^  ^;  sJ**  <="¥  petulantly.  "  Mrs.  Adrian  ]^ 
aideed  I  That  s  what  he  calls  hii  own  wife  nowadays  I  In  the  old 
days  It  used  to  bfc  Bessie,  darling  Bessie."  ^ 

'•  I  wish  to  God  it  were  Bessie  stiU ! "  her  husband  broke  forth, 
wj  a  gesture  of  impaUence.    - 1  wish  to  God  it  were  only  Bessie 
■ndthat  you  were  standing  even  yet  behind  the  bar  of  th  J  Royal 
I^tS'^yT  firat'^nd-pah!  what  a  notion-fell  in  love  With 
you !  JFeU  in  love  with  you,  Mrs.  Adrian  Pym  I-feU  in  love  with 

As  he  spoke,  he  rose  m  disgust'and  Ughted  a  little  roU  ofVwfeil 
^Z*^  ^^  2?*^  1*P°?  ^^  mantelpiece,  as  if  physicaUy  to  fumi- 
gate  the  room  from  his  haunting  memory  of  that  now  anpoasiWe 
h^ T2:S.T2S^";k  J"«2entaHy  the  smouldering  fSSSe 
^^£l£.T2P**  '*  ?°™  ^« pervading ihspicion  of  junipCTabo. 
__^Mia  fm^  thwe  still,  and  rocked  herself  to  and  feo  for 

S?L~5SL!f«*  S**!'.''*^^**"^'  «n<»«i«»«i  ^«^on ;  then 
Sto^JSS  ^^  ^S*i"?  ^'^  *  '**'"«'  ^"^^^  *««fi  sudden)^ 
tt^^^^t^A*^  !^  language,  such  as  only  a  barmaid 
SvSv  hf  ISi?  £!Jf^""."  "^  manage  to  pour  forth  consecu- 
^:ll?A^^^J^fi^^^  rfKftoric.    She  caUed  her  husband 

J^jywgpy  and  ffltky  »«"»« fjihrtf  up  frmn  the  profc 
^^^f  theXBiHsh  Wuage ;  the  accused  hhn  of  every  u 
ttUe  and  unnaturd  crime  known  to  th#  law  or  to  the  inflamed  la 
oidnmken  costcnnongw ;  she  repRMi|lMd  him  with  aU  that  \mMa\, 
toe  ttd  ifi  th«Jie  had  i^t  done7l53;  aM  that  he  iwS  SoW 
tbitfa^iritaot;  witheverythiBf  oned*aMit«fcrtfl«iiiMi|initfla8, 


^8  ^dik  MAIMIE*S  S)UCE,  ^ 

JSlf^a^'^d  "^^^  "^^^  depravity,  co^  sugg^t  or  cob- 
.«^  r  I^^'j^^'j.  ^'^  ^^'^^  *"™^<1  qarelessly  to  the  fire/ stood  stJB 
a  ciprette  arourid  his  dehcate  fingers  meanwhile,  and  Watchinp-lIS 

»«!nS!  •  p^^l^er  she  grew,  the  cooler  he  appeared  to  become  • 
and  the  cooler  he  became,  tKfe  fiercer  and  hotter  KSmedthe  m»m^^s 

whTch  oKcS^dl'f  '  '^-  ^^"'^  betweenThl  tirS^' 
^  rhTmgS  Xh  "*  *^'^^^  own  character  in  out-brazening  and 

^At  last  t^e  woman's  wrath  wore  Uself  out.  of  pure  inariitidn  and 
tX^)  Sf  ^  more  helplessly  in  the  cfiair.  for  wf nt  of  Sh  Sd 

♦^  ^hwr***^*"  ';^^"^'  '°*=^"&  ^^^  to  and  fro!  as  bSore  in 
the  abject  mipotence  of  feiiinine  anger.  '      ' 

part^lsKte'rSS^^""*^^^  dexterously  to  i,lay  his  own 
Mr^'  ffi^  J^m"^' h  J%"^?  f  ^^  ^^T  ""^^  choice  expressions. 

Bessie  Pym  rocked  herself  to  and  fro  VehemenUv.  and  answered 
never  a  single  word  for  good  or  for  evU.        '^^'^^^y'  ^**  answ^red^ 

Adnan  coughed  dryly,  and  began  again, 
«Hfh  „r  fflSi^'"*"°"  ^*^"«^  ^^ed  '"  'ts  purpose."  he  continued 
™hi??5^/TP°'"'^'  "^^""^^^  must  next  h;ve  recoS  I 
St"         "^'"^  **"''^**1"    "*^^  y°"  come.  pray,  for  rnoii' 

hnii?^  ^u™^  ^^^'^  *°^  ^^^  ^^^  fron™  her  face,  and  loolinir  hitt 
boldly  m  he  eyes,  once  more  answered  in  an  acrid  voice:'  -- 

Partly  for  that,  and  partly  for  other  things."  ? 

refni:S\!!-^*i,  -^fl"  ^I^^  >^th  partly  for  that,"  the  immovable  husband 
retorted  with  inflexible  placidity.  "  If  what  you  wanted  to  eetwaS  ' 
partly  more  monev.  Mrs.  Adi^n  Pym,  yOu  might  have  wn^ten  S 
me,  and  suggestecf  a  further  allow^nce^^th  durneSi^ns  i^- 
f^°/r*^i:«^  "^•^  *^  th<r  indeUble  disgrace  of  hSlT^Se 
^X^"^'^  yours-^with  yours,  you  dronken.  dissoiSf^! 
fw-nothinfir  woman!    Wh.  AiAr.'.  „l -:._   m^.  Adrian^? 


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-     .^ yo"  WW  justice  to  admit,  Mrs.  A*rteirl*«ln''  Be  an^ 

£:S*i;^,^«jfM"that  your  letters  have  ofKSed  abS- 
dant  remarks  of  the  nature  you  are  alluding  to.    But  thev  have  S 

S^'^JsSS.Thlfftf '"  ?'"£l""** «*  ^-"^  of  mon^^.'vi'^iSte 
Uie  abstract,  which  I  know  to  U  untni<»,or  tt  Itwt  m^ltSmry. 


X' 


"^MJtS^Al 


miAN  P 


^ROPS  iA  CARD, 


The  womM  jumped  up,  with  blazinffUes,  like  an  an«v  ti<n4.i«<i 
»ce  marc,  flop  i„  ^<:^.^«^.S^--^^^^:t^ 

»d  .earft.1  hipKS^^tS  fcs  ™Xt^ 
now  on  the  latter  condiUoh.  \^^  veiigmg  rapitUy 

keq,  your  v4,  Adrian.    %TT^^\.  ^xl^l'Si 

to  which  you  so  touchingly  aUude  proteis^  fo/ v«S^t3  *      1°** 

w.    1  knoiw  wliy     Because  you.  drink  up  all  f  jnVe  vofi     Thi?J 
the  reason,  Mrs.  Adrian  Pvm     OtherwiQ*. TkLFI   ^  i?*     *"**f 

Jiit  ^A  !?i"  ^"Jii^f  **^  ^^  '»<*bed  again.      ^  ^It-^  I  ,      * 

vougti^rq^^ 
^ffiiit-^rsis^^^^^^^^^^^  hilbS^^^ 

onlydnnk  to  ease  the  pain.  AdSan.    l7s  oSh^to  ^Lf  fc-J 
that~I  swear  to  you  soleninty  "  "»«/  wr  uiac<-0niy  for 

Ajsudden  gleam  of  '  • 


countenance  for  a  single  momehf  as  she  utte 
SS2r  3^1^"^  earnestness.    He  ,cr„tini,^ 

a  feSi.  li*  *^1*  "  ^Jfou're  in  pain,  are  you  ? 
a  burning  at  your  heart,  «b  you?    Show«i«tl»e 


Tnipdai^ 


S..  fA 


-  M 


f<> 


^POskiAmiB^S  SAKS. 


tfes  to,  Bessie.". :  He  called  her  for  the  first  time  by  jier  CSiilstiwi 
name,  with  some  faint  show  of  moUiiicatiM  fn  hit  softened  tone. 
"Is  it  here,  or  here,  it  catches  yoii?  Show  me— sIm)W  me:  put 
your  hand  upontthe  exact  spot."   .-^v 

The  woman  jilaced  her  hand  ubon  the  right  side,  a  little  below 
the  shorter  ribs,  with  an  unmistakable  look  of  I'eal  pain  upon  her 
bloated  features.  »  ^ 

"  Gin-drinker's  liver,  not  a  doubt  about  it  I "  Adrian  Pym  ejacu- 
lated t6  himself  sOftly,  with  a  look  of  triumph.  Then  he  glanced  in 
the  glass  for  a  moment  with  a  curious  air  of  indecision,  as  if  he  hesi- 
tated in  his  own  mind  what  shotlld  be  his  next  movement.  The 
devil  and  whatever  spark  of  conscience  he  had  left  in  him  were 
fighting  hard  within  him  for  the  mastery  of  his  soul,  that  solitary 
minute  of  hesitation. 

Next  instant,  the  devir  had  fairly  coniquerad,  and  the  evil  suff> 
gestion  was  immediately  acted  on. 

,  "  When  you  get  the  pain  you  speak  of,"  Adrian  Pym  went  on. 
with  a  fiirther  softening  of  his  hard  voice,  and  a  further  faint  show 
of  personal  interest,  "  you  find,  do  you,  Bessie,  that  a  little  stimulant 


time  being  ?  " 

lortly,  and  her  eyes  seemed  to 


wed  eagerly.    «It  warms  my 

my  old  self  acain— in  the  old 

we  went  to  the  Isle  of  Wight  to- 


ll 


gives  you  some  relief,  at  least 

The  wretched  woman 
l^eam  with  a  strange  lonj 

"Yes,  Adrian,  yes," 
heart,  dear;  it  makes  me 
daysr— ^ou  know,  Adrian— wh 
gether. ' 

Adrian  gave  a  slight  involuntary  shudder,  and  then  rapiessed  it 
with  an  effort  of  will  almost  before  his  wife  could  so  mudi  as  per- 
ceive it.  He  ankWered  never  a  word,  iii  speech  at  least,  but,  going 
over  to  the  little  carved  oak  si^eboad,  he  took  out  two  pretty  deco- 
rated Salviati  decanter*,  and  placed  them^th  a  couple  Of  dainty 
old  Dutch  wine-glass^  on,  the  yelvet-<k>vered  table  tw  the  low 
window.  ;       v.  „ 

"  You  are  suffering  now,  I  sep,  Bessie,"  he  said  slowly.  "  I  dont 
want  to  be  too  hard  upon  you,  You  %m  wine  relieves  the  pain  for 
the  moment.    May  I  offet-  you  a  glass  of  sherry  <it  cUuret  ?  " 

The  miserable  woman  half  rose  in  her  eagerness  from  the  thair 
Uie  was  sitting  in.  and  answered  huskily— for  the  sight  of  the  drink 
Bad  roused  her  unquenchable  thfavt  afresh : 

••  Thank  you  kindly,  dear.  111  take  sherry  by  choice;  but  you 
don  t  happen  to  have  about  the  place  such  « thhig  as  a  drop  of  tin, 
now,  do  you?  ' 

Adfiw's  lip  curi^  imperceptibly.  "  % 

:     "  I  most  unfortunately  happen  never  to  keep  that  ptrticttlar  v^kl^- 

attle  irery  good  old  French  brandy— /»w  clmmpagnt,  as  they  call  it 
—the  best  distilled— a  glass  of  which  Is  entireTy  at  your  servico. 
I'm*s0iTy  to  hear  you  suffer  so  painfillKr 

He  poured  her  out  a  f uU  wine^jpUiiOy  of  the  pale,  sttoof  spirit, 


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of  Jt  in  drink  oeyond  the  amount  you  are  already  accustomed  to 
spend  on  that  article-rgin  or  its  equivalent  ?  " 

His  eyes  were  fixed  sternly  upon  hers.  She  quailed  for  a  moment 
before  that  steady^  cold,  unwavering  gaze,  and  then  faltered  a  little 

•'111  p]tp|(nise,"  she  said,  stammering,  and  turning  away  her 
eyes  uneasy  from  his  glance,  "not  to  spend  a«<»penny  more  on 
^  cnnk,  Adrian,  than  I  do  at  present." 

A  gleam  of  triumph  burned  brightly  for  a  second  in  Adr^^ 
Pym's  cold  grey  eyes.  ^  He  knew  from  her  manner  that  the  woman 
was  lying  to  him. 

«*  She  11  spend  it  every  penny  bii  gm,"  he  said  to  himsdf,  with  a 
fierce  pleasU^  in  the  horrid  expectation.  "  Never  mind !  she'll  oi|^ 
die  the  quicker  and  the  surer  for  it.  And  besides,  I've  relieved  my 
consicience~-if'>-I  have  any— by  making  her  promisb'  me.  What 
more  cui  any  man  do  after  all  than  exact  a  promise,  leaving  it  to 
others  to  keep  it  or  break  it  ?  "  ^ 

"Then  henceforth,"  he  said  aloud»  fa  a  very  slow  and  delil^te 
manner, "  I'll  allow  you  another  pound  a  week,  Bessie,  for  your  perv 
tonal  expenses."  ^  -    •  ^^ 

v«  Thank  you,  Adrian,"  the  misterable  creature  cried,  in  an  access 
now  of  drunken  ^titude.  "  That's  my  own  dear  boy  again,  that 
used  to  love  me  m  the  old  time— 4n  the  old  time,  you  remember, 
Adrian.  Let  me  give  you  a  kiss  for  that !  Let  me  give  you  a  kiss 
for  that,  dearie ! '  'And  she  took  a  couple  of  stei^  nearer  him,  with 
bloated  lips  outstretched  as  if  to  entice  him. 

Adrian  drew  back,from  her  offered  embrace  with  a  gesture  of 
horror.  v 

.♦f Never,  Mrs,  Adrian  Pym!"he  cried,  recoiling.  "AH  that  is 
^over  long  ago  between  us  I  Go^ack  to  your  own  place  whence 
you  came— with  your  pittance  of  money  I  You  have  got  what  you 
oune  fbi-,  hunting  me  dow^Jbere  and  wringing  it  from  me  by  coarse 
intimidation,  to  my  dismce  and  humiliation  I  Let  that  suiSice 
jrou !  Be  grateful  lor  what  you  have  got.  Ask  for  no  more.  Go 
bsck  with  your  money  f " 

At  the  words,  the  woman  sank  once  more  into  her  chair,  sobbing 
Bke  a  child,  with  a  fresh  outburst  of  hysteric^  crying. 

Adrian  watched  her  a  few  minutes  from  above  in  stealthy 
silence^  and  then  poured  her  out  another  brimming  glassful  of  neat 
ii#indy> 

"'There,  there,  Bessie,"  he  said  soothingly,  as  one  who  pets  a 
naughty  child,  though  without  touching  her  or  approacmng  her 
dosely;  "don't  break  down:  itll  only  complicate  mattera.  Kwp 
«P»  Ke^  «P»  whatever  you  do.   Here,  drink  this  off  at  once,  I  advise 

WMk  and  shattered,  and  you  wantsm^OT^^ 

Thfc  bloated  lip  opened  m^ha0ms^,  and  the  red  hands  raised 
«»•  «»K»  insUncthrely  op  tO'ttbil^oth.  m  il.  by  somt  ttnconiBiout 
•ntanitic^  action.  ,     « 


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sloping  her  <E™fe„  Sw  if*-  ./"ter '"^t.  he  watched  h«T 
gloathg  saasSo!       '  P^'^  heawly,  with  a  kiiidof  horrible 

beU^t^S'irSe'aL^'';S*''  ""'halWie'S™^  and  the 

s^^^r^^th^s-^-^ir-HS^^?'-"^ 

The?  at  enrth  Adri^  pL  xffj'l,'^  °**^  shrouded  in  dikndss. 

must  lift  thfe,^3dSniU„  w?»;r"  .°>™« '""'  ">/  "«"»•  Wi 

ca^^'te.'^s^^.^^-s.M v-  s""«-  --^ 

across  the  FeUows'  Lailm ianrf^f-K  T  **"*  ^^ .****  ^^e"  wicket, 
at Iheback gat?beswXVtusbtd'' ^'^"'^^  **.^'-  ^  ^«  »»««««^    ' 

atthiJ'^^^^^r^^^bm^ 

Pyn;'  ^:?e,S  ^'^ft'^^SbSc.^l?.^^  ?yT^-'"  >l^riaa 
choose  to  go  there  fellow  n2,»k  ^"^  *®  ^«  ^'^>  «  you 
3J»u  like.  as^on7^'you  o^lv  V^^^^^^'  ^^^  JH*'  *"*»  ^^^^^^^ 
this. wretched  creature's  stunidSJ^^  T"?'  *"**  ^*'  *«  a^Jf^t  at 
God  it's.niininr  That/so^l- W  th^lii*'  "Pa^"'    '^'^^ 


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CHAPTER  XVIII. 

A  SPOT  OF  BLOOD. 


»•  Wiu,  Maiime,**  Sydnw  said  to  his  pretty  Htdc  wife  <me  hwra*. 
ing  at  lun^n  a  few  montlis  after  their  marriage,  "how  far  have  yo« 
^with  the  Bible  now,  darling  ?    I  hope  you  still  go  on  regulariy 


a 


j*M    " ».  "       v"  :™c»v ' '"— »  you—getting 

-^n  -rik  -'  rfr^^^y-  ^  ye  ^^  now  as  fai-  as  where  a  youn?  man 
caUed  pavid  has  a  fight  with  a  very  great  and  terrible  giant— ol?  such 
a  monstrous  one  J-and  kills  him  with  a  stone  from  a  simple  sUng  in 
the  middle  of  his  forehead. ,  It's  very  curious  how,  in  aU  these  stones 
the  big  bcMistful  giant  invariably  gets  Idlled  by  somebody  ever  w 
much  smallei-  than  himself,  ^ut  cunninger  and  wiser.  The  people 
scan  to  have  a  sort  of  grudge  somehow  agamst  the  great  siUy  ©ants. 
c^JI^"""" ^^®  *^  W^  chapters  every  morning,  as  ymv^m/^, 

•*  JVell,  ind  what<io  Jrou  think  of  it,  darling,  as^far  as  you'w 

^  Maimie  poised  a  morsel  on  her  fork  and  assumed  forthwith  a 
t^cntical  air  of  candid  considen^tion.     '  .  ■;  ^ 

••  I  like  it,"  she  said,  "  in  its  own  Way-that  is.  I  meanySyvlA  JH' 
ft  8  amusing,  of  course,  bpt  just  a  little  wee  bit  childish ;  very  mdMr 
-Hke  the  'Arabian  Nights,'  in  fact,  only  not  perhaps  quite  so  fullofR 
^m  and  w6nders.    Especially  that  part  about  Joseph  and.hii   .  ^ 
brothers,  you  kno^,  and  the  story  of  how  those  people  went  'dut  of 
Egypt  across  the  dry  land,  where  the  sea  rose  up  as  soon  as  they   ' 
7^  P^f*?  *"*^  drowned  the  Egyptian  king  with'  aU'  his  foUoWcii  ' 
I  thouriit  that  part  awfuUy  interesQng."      ^.  . 

J*  Well,  you  must  read  it  aM  right  flir^ugh,  Maimic,  and  try  to  i«.  ^ 
member  it ;  for  it  s  an  integral  part  of  EngBsh  literature  aM  ail  othw  ^* " 
Uterature  mto  the  bargain.    Without  it.  half  of.what  you  read  every. 
Where  inust  be  a  sealed  book  and  a  perfect  enigma  to  you.    It's  the 
key  to  the  poetry  of  aU  nations  and  all  ages." 

r  So  Jocelyn  told  me,"  Maimie  answered  demurely.  "  He  said  I 
©^|ht  to  read  it  for  the  sake  of  the  allusions.  And,  indeed,  I  begin 
tto  find  that  much  out  for  myself  aheady.  Lots  of  proverbs  and  com- 
mon saymgsthat  I  n^ver  really  knew  the  meaning  of  before,  nor  where 
uey  came  lixmi,  are  bqjinning  now  to  have  a  new  sense  for  me. 
*or  instance,  I  never  knew  in  the  least  why  people  used  to  say  to 
S^!!?^  Ly?  -J^yM' J".^^  ^y"^^  yP"'*^  enough  to  tiy  the 


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S!?.!?^ ^I^Jl^  ptfent)  but  liiwer  knew  tiU  I mw  hit  nami 
^?*S j'^X  »<  ^!^  <>^  o»«  o^  ^  Httle  puts,  doa't  you  know 
«Ml  rMui  «U  about  )iii(% and  found  out  h«  wm  a  mail  who  gol 


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iMadftillj  ai,  and  never  complaine^i^at  bort  ft  beftutfAiIIv    T 

btr  jMt  ftt  firet  aU  the  names  of  the^ifferent  characters  alwaw^^ 

*»Z^^T\^  *'  *"^  '^"^  it/' Sydney  said  en<SSMrt» 
th?22?».S*  Scriptures.  Maimie.    SearcH  thJ  ScripturS^^?^ 

ttjoatel^j    why,  I  think,  ^arhng,  he  made  you  Just  a  perfect  Ut^ 

JWiJue  b6wed  her  wifely  acknowledgments  with  *-!«»  Uriitwti 
by  eenume  nleasure.    whaf  a  ^-,^  ^tj  *^ii l    .*  *^  SB"***^ 


*«».1i?*i*X'*^®"^y'  ?/"««=y  acar,    sne  said  abruptly,  "a  ffirl'a 

^«*5'"y'*"«^*»'  ''.^^y  ^«'"  pay  her,  doling?  "  ^  '*** 

^Anything  you  like.  Maimie.    It  doesn^t  matter  to  me  two- 
fence.    Only  get  a  mrl  you  can  be  thoroughly  comfortable  wiA 
If  you  re  contented,  that's  all  I  care  about."  ^  ^  ^°"**"*^.S* 

,    Maimie  smded  her  sweetest  smUe:  *      'ir? 

.     ••  You  darling  old  husband  I "  she  said  affectionately     "  t*do 

ffii^V^"^  I'msureljoveyouf  I  wasn't^S  Sk  JSS 
It  at  first,  but  now  I'm  confident  of  it  -I  derJar#»  <5«rfn«r  #  kT^ 
l^bye,you  a  great  deal  bett^ t&'anj S'Sl^^l^Tev^^ 

Sydney's  mbuthcurM  comically;'  '  •  ■'^' 

#.«   You  absurd  Kttle  pet,"  he  answered,  rising  and  kissinr  hi*. 

'^^  S^S.'^E  T*'^  '^"^  JfOuVdkriingfsSd  ^STtS 
mi  that  to  her  own  husband,  it  woufd  merely  be  a  irrotMoii  nK!? 

^y  m^eLriTlS  1.  f^?  "**  ^"'  Mail^^oSe^i? WvS; 

Jfamue  nodded  her  smaU  head  sapientiy.  •    •    -vV"^ 

u  /-  i T^K***^  '*'"  ®**®  replied;  with  a  winning  little  Jwk  '^  And 
ftjr  a  tnbute  to  your  personal  lovabUity,  I'm  sure"  Sydn«^'  for  I've 
SKIT"*  ""^  T^^  ^'^r"'^  *"  ™y  **"»«'  ^f  coursers  KiiS 


~.«w,  <u.u  *  luuK  IU9  aavice  ana  ne\ 
Sydney  pressed  her  hand  tenderly, 
-t  'irt^V""*''  innocence!"  he  s^d.  with  an  admiring  riaiice 

tfthcy  had  been  such  dreadfully  serious  grand  SonTYoX^ 
rttittttiit^l-niBi  in  «mythiQg  eacept  vid%,  with  tlldr 


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ihrieks  and  fad$  and  fancies.  Whereas  you;  Miimie"— a  tender 
caress  on  his  broad  shoulder  did  duty  elliptically  for  the  rest  of  the 
sentence.  '•  And  now,  my  jpet,  I  must  be  off  to  the  laboratory,  for 
Benyowski's  waiting  to  go  out  to  lunch :  we've  got  a  most  important 
experiment  on  hand  which  mustn't  be  left  alone  by  itself  for  a  sihgle 
moment.  If  t'it  was,  it  would  probably  blow  the  /house  down  in  ten 
minutes," 

■''f  It  you  please,  ma'am,"  the  parlor-maid  interrupted,  coming  in 
suddenly,  "a  young  person  of  the  name  of  Hannah  Gowland  would 
like  to  see  jrou.  I've  showed  her  into  the  Ubrary,  ma'am.  She  says 
shd's  come  in  answer  to  the  advertisement.1'      |  ; 

,  Maimie  ran  lightly  on  tip^pe,  as  was  h^r  wbnt,  into  the  library. 
A  tall,  pale,  fragile-looking  girl,  dressed  in  black,  with  a  bright  red 
spot  in  the  center  of  each  ch<?ck,  was  sittingi' (after  the  manner  of 
servants  coming  on  approved,  at  the  ver3<^ed|e  of  the  stiffest  and 
most  uncomfortable  ch^r  in  the  whole  room.    [ 

"  Good-morning,"  NIaimie  said  brightly,  as  ihe  entered.  "  Why, 
how  awfully  weak  and  tired  you  look,  I  declare !  Have  you  walked  ' 
here^  far?  What,  all  the  way  from  Kensington!  My  poor  child, 
that's  a  great  deal  too  i^  for  you.  You'd  better  have  a  glass  of 
port  first,  I  think,  and  th^  we  can  talk  all  about  the  place  at  our 
tase  afterward."  f  j 

Hannah  Gowland  looke^  at  the  bright  figu^  as  Maimie  danced 
out  of  the  roon^  in  seai*ch  oif  the  glass  of  port,  abd  wa?  captivated  at 
onCfcvby  the  broWn/yes  and  the  musical  voide,  as  evietybody  who 
ever  saW  Maimie  was  always  instantaneously  captivated  at  first ' 
sight.  '  ,.,.,, 

*•  Now,  VHat  wages  have  you  been  getting  ? "  Maimie  asked,  ' 
with  friendly  informality,  when  the  port  was  drunk,  and  they  came 
^  discus^  the  details  of  the  arrangement. 

She  spoke  to  the  girl  as  if  she  were  ah  old  acquaintance  dropped 
In  casually  for  a  morning  call,  not  a  servant  come  to  inquire  after  a  ' 
situation.  I 

v"I  had  thirty  in  my  last  place,"  the  giri  said  quietly:  "I'm  a 
trained  cook,  you  see,  ma'am,  and  can  make  clear  soup,  and  pastry, 
and  jellies,  and  entries,  and  all  that;  but  if  you're  not  in  the  habit 
of  giving  so  much— -"  v        1 

"We  «nerally  give  only  twenty,  you'  kndw,"  ,  Maimie  said 
tnuikly,  wjth  her  charming  smile. 

The  girl  looked  at  her  with  a  spontaneous  bukt  of  unrestraint 
admiration.  i     M  .■■>'..'''•■  "    -■     / 

"If  it  wais  only  ten,  jma*am,"  she  eJtclaiihed  Wehemehtly,  "I^- 
rather  come  tb  live  with  a  lady  like  you  than  take  thirty— or  a  hun- 
dred for  the  rbatter  of  that,  either— with  any  other  family." 

Maimie  bowed  slightly  at  the.compliment— shfe  Was  aceustomed 

eQ»Blim«rtSi  but  Mil^shc  loved  theHh — -    \  /    ' 


/•  I  like  you,  Hannah,"  she  said  simply.  "  Ybu'i. 
shall  make  a  comfortable  home  here  for  you,  and  ti 
— Mn^Chevenis  it  a  ^U>ctor,  though  he  doesn't  pi 


not  strong :  we 
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them  or  not  pSmSuUIv  aK' S?"*,  ^  ?"'  whether  I  carefiS 
HaniMh.  MiSmoS  like  ,2  '  =^^"'''  *"=%«"  lite  one  Si^ 
^  cook  only  w.Kly'to gtt'.SiS'  °"  T*  "■«  "icer  J^' 

say  it  for  her.    AIvK?;i^?Ji'  5 ^'^  ?,  "^^etter'n  mbst  of  ?m   I  wSX 

dther~what\vith  3.e  dripSir  inVi?*^  wouldn't  be  leSZJ 
about  bottles  and  suchr^fTvfei^S^  tfe  ^^  ''^^^  "ever  fe|uiSnr 

ilpS^-eU  .ouatonlZ  S^SS^d^l^ 
tot&p^i^^^yl^^  *^«  «^-y  door  down  the  back  stairs 
»e.    ^ve"S^SS*[?;'<SS^'^forT'*y'  "y?"  «««'  come  out  witk  " 

myqu'Sn'f:;^;x,^%-*^^^^^^^  the  Queen;  and  as  you',, 

can  possibly /ffi,afteSn*'*fe  \^^^'^  seeK 

expenment  tfiat's  kept  CyowsS  '^d  te'^"*^'"«^  i^y  ^ 
night.    If  I  leave  th«5e  tub4  •  for  o^lfP*^'  engaged  for  a  fort- 
Jim  may  pass  bv  unnoSSd.  Sd  w?  S  X^^^f*^' the  criS 
te  ?!*,'  ^*^"'  '^t  aJone  the  pSssSi^f  Ki''''*  ***  1°  **»«  whole 
I  should  love  to  go  with  youVtf  Sft  X  "°'^?^  ^'^  ho"se  up. 


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T09.    But  couldn't  you  wait  till  half-past^liiree^    Benyofwski  will 
be  back  by  that  time,  for  certain." 

Maimie  shoo]^  her  imperious  little  head,  and  pretended  to  be  Os- 
tentatiously angry.  She  loved  to  exercise  her  power  over  dear  old 
Sydney— that  tamftJ^ar,  that  obedient,  dry  old  scientific  ^ve<^ 
her  easy  enchtntl^iiPSjj  ,  "  ^ 

'•No/' she  ansv^red  peremptorily,  " I  couldn't  wait,    ^hc  fine 
of  the  {day  will  all  be  gone  by  that  time.    And,  besides,  I  ^     ^  * 
see  Jocelyn's  two  newf  pictures  while  there's  daylight  to  sl 
by.    It's  the  last  day  before  he  «ends  them  in.  This  is  what 
Of  a  stupid  girl  maitying  a  great  cleveri  wise,  scientific  husi 
He's  fonder  of  his  pots  and  pans  and  pibkins — ^after  the  fi 
n^onths,  61  course — ^then  he  is  of  the  poor  little  silly  voife  he 
ised  to  love  ajnd^-llonor  and,  cherish.    Neyei-'mind,  Sydnf 
by  myself.    It  do6sn't  matter  to  me,  Tm  siire.    I  do|i't  c 
really.    I'd  just  as  sok^i  go  without  you,  eveiy  bit,  as  with 
tiiere,  stupid ! "    And  she  pouted  her  pretty  lips  at  him.    , 

Sydney  stood  undecided  for  a  second,  >yith  his  fingers  pla' 
dubitative  on  the  t^-tubes\    Shoiil^  he  empty  them  then  land  tl 
bitathe  rubbishy-bucket,  and  spoil  the  experiment?    It  was  afoi 
night's  work  wasted ;  but  then— &jyaimie  wished  "it.    Pshaw !  wl 
wH'i  a  fortnight  to  a  man  of  leisure  with  a  whole  lifetime  jret  (>[ 
before  him  for  investigating  the  chemistry  of  the/Cnitrogen-coi 
pounds?  t«Iothing,  nothing— less  than  nothing,  compared  with  Mail., 
mie's  faintest  whim  or  fancy.    Suppose  she  was  a/ trifle  unreasonj^/f 
ble ;  don't  we  men  love  women  just  because  th^  are  women,  su^|  i' 
therefore  unreasonable^  and  not  even  as  we  are,  rational  animals  f:| 
Here  goes,  then ;  and  in  a  second's  space,  the  contents  of  the  test*^- 
tubes  wefe  flung  irpevocably  intolhe  big  rubbish-bucket  in  the  cor*t; 
ner  of  the  Is^l^ratory.  ^^f: 

'  Maimie  rushed  up  to  him  as  he  pfiEered  this  petty  domestic  saO'' 
tifice  on  the  connubial  altar,  and  flu%  her  arms  around  him  with  i 
«u4den  outburst  of  repressed  aBFectiop. 

"Oh, 'Sydney,  Sydney,"  she  cried,  "it  was  very  wrong  of  me— 
awfully  wrong  of  me!  I'm  fearfully  ashamed  of  myself.  You 
shouldn't  hav&  given  way  to  my  foo^sK  fancy,  f  didn't  thiidc  you'd 
do  it !  I  never  meant  you'todo  it !  I've  wasted  your  time,  darling, 
and  spoilt  your  experiment.  It  was  too  hli4  of  me.  You  shouldirt 
have  given  way  to  me  I  Will  you  foigive'me,  can  you  forgive  ijae, 
my  darting?"',  v'.  ■'./-  "■'■T'-'-  -■  ■■'  ''...   '  '    ■       '■%}■■' 

Sydney  kissed  her  puck««d  white  forehead  with  a  faint  sigh.   In' 
his  own  heart,  he  was  conscious  that  he  had  been  guilty  of  a  culpa-  r 
,ble  weakness.    A  man  should,  hold  his  place\better.    But  for  Mai- 
:  "ini;^'s  sake!    He  had  done  it  for  Maimie  I 

"  It  doesn't  matter  a  bit.  pet,"  he  whispered  caressingly^    "Wc 

■  "€*uv  easily  lieneat  the-  experiment  again  ~f*'Oin~tbe^  veiy  beginning* 

Only  I  haven  t  the  face  to  tell  Benyowski  that  I  shied  the  stuff,  away, 

i^thout  waiting-  for  the  upshot,    He'd  despise  mt  so  for  it— lie  isnt 

marrfed,  Maimie.    I  shall  just  write  him  a  line,  and  leave  it  in  the 


/ 


1M 


^l»^' 


,*" 


**-^ 


I 


9!^ 


A'rS'h?s?Xn"c^^  He 

<a  the  iniscarriage."     y**""*  "*<^  '>«st  way  hf  can  as  to  the  cause 

mental  laboratory.  The  taSi  «?i'^  ^^^l^^  ""'scW«f  In  an  droS 
^     Meanwhile.  Maimie  wafro^W  S!'''^?^  ""^^  fejamj^y^- 

ceedmra.    Howev?^  mS^ou^^^^  **'**P'«'»  *'  ^  late  pS. 

to  thin^  you've  made  a  S^nni  «f  ^  ^^^"^  ,^  ^«»™^'  »t's  unpleaSS 

«ei"  he  said  tJ&S- ..^J^  "*  '  ?™  Pa*W  the  edje  .«. 
m-^  M  addino-  fh*.m  ♦«  Tu*   _?°"?'  »"  these  overcrowdwi.*.i<r-«  tx*. .  _■! 


t^  adding  them  to  the^S«nn  5SJi°'"."="'«"^«''fees,  thL  s|H- 


SMTCpIacekble,  ijone.  wmip  w^'  i  .7^  **™hrandt— inecovemht 
.attijtic  desp^r^  *^  '^^  ^  1      And  he  rubbed^H^S 

r-difficulty  is  «ot^y  ^^^s^^LTT""  "^'^  it  cL5S%^Sj 
ow^  give  yoi  SSf  SS^JSfn'^S?"^^  °'  S^hce.  ! 
the  least  <fimaging  the  oaner  or  *?.  7'"°''?  *^*'  "^^ood  withoS  in 
Wee  human  biwd  S  eSiFy  SSiov^  i!^^^^^^  An  oiganfc  body 

underUe  it  unalteiedSy  wav  tV^T.'J?  ^*  ^^^  Pi^te^ 

«et  ft  right  in  ten  minutes.    Onlv^  Sf  5-    i  ""^  ^  evening  Uat'll 

iJJ;^andsmKlty;forJt^ 
iwcnminnMn  Deonii»  fiM-  r.~t~j_ii      ^^y^M^My  ue  used  of  gmiwMt  h«- 

t>^n»t^^  ^_i.- »  F"«i«^s».    4  lie  knowledge  of  it  b 


l»Wcipated  only.' 

Ah  I    rocelyn  criea,  1 

*.^,™  P»?cious  sia 


52?'^'  ^T^ol^^sl^'^uS  M  tfef  P«»pect  of  so  eaifly 


«*•! 


^'J 


■■« 


fOR.MAlMlB^  SAKE. 

'     ■      '        ■        ' .  '  ■         /,'■■' 

a^sdentific  authority  I  111  keep  the  bottle,  too,  even  tf  l'  don't  dift 
play  it  too  openly  to  everybody.  It  might  come  in  useful  some  daj 
unexpectedly,  you  see— it  one  happenejd  ever  to  commit  a  murder.* 
*  "Oh,  Jocelyn !"  Maimie  cried,  with  a  little  shudder  of  involun- 
tary horror.  "  Did  you  say  a  murder  ?  How  can  you  talk  so  vcr> 
dreadfully !    It;  miikes  me  quite  frightened  to  listen  to  you." 

Jocelyn  laugbed.  *  ;  j 

'lOne  neverknows  what  may  turn  up  next,"  he  said  carelessly 
"  Aqcidents  will  happen,  you  know,  Maimie,  even  in  the*best-reeu. 
lated  families."      ■  ^  *    , 

"Jocelyn,  I'm  ashamed  of  you.    Joking  about  murder!"  — 

"  Well,"  Jocelyn  answered ;  "  why  not?  I  believe  people  attach 
a  veiy  exaggerated  importance  to  murder,  just  because  the  legal 
punishment  of  the  crime's  so  heavy.  Many  miirderers.  I  should 
thmk,  are  quite  as  good  in  themselves  as  most  other  people ;  only 
they  yield  to  impulse  in  a  moment  of  pission,  or  a  moment  of  re- 
venge, or  a  mokient  of  dfespair,  or  a  moment  of  emoU'bnal  intoxica- 
tion. If  a  friend  of  mine  were  to  commit  a  murder,  now,  I  wouldn't 
think  very  much  tjie  worse  of  him :  not  half  as  badly  as  if  he  ill- 
treated  his  wife,  or  behaved  himself  brutally  to  other  people." 


4r- 


If: . 


\-v 


CHAPTER  XIX. 


^■^i 


LADY^WRAXALL  AT^OME.  '. 

A  YEAH  had  passed  by  smce  Maimie's  wedding,  and  thfc  Cht*' 
vttiixes  were  out  at  a  big  "  At  Home"  at  the  house  of  a  well-known 
London  hostess,  the  wife  of  a  great  fashionable  doctor.  Sydney 
Was  standing  in  the  comer  by  the  fireplace,  watching  Maimie  talk- 
ing to  some  handsome  young  man  just  opposite  him— dear  little 
Maimie  I  how  she  did  enjoy  this  kind  of  thing,  and  how  beautiful 
she  looked  in  her  new  blue  sfitin  .'—when  Sir  Anthony  himself— the 
great  physician— happened  lightly  to  touch  his  arm,  and  say 
casually:  / 

''Do  you  see  that  lady  there,  in  the  black  grenadine— the  one 
by  the  mantelpiece,  talking  to  Lady  Wraxall  ?  That's  MdUe.  Vera 
vTrotsky." 

"  Indeed ! "  Sydney  said  languidly.  "  What,  the  RuMtlan  f«vo- 
lutipm^  I  ve  heard  her  name,  but  I  didn't  know  she  lived  in  Lon- 
don.'What  does  sihe  do  here  ?  " 

"Oh,  she  jgives  lessons  in  musk:  and  drawing,  I  believe,  and 
t^hes  RiMri^w^ 

»ie  8  a  most  remarkable  woman4n  her  way— an  iron  wilt  they  wt\ 
tte  very  heart  apd  soul  of  theAondoii  Nihilists.  My  wife's  tafcea 
qiit««  violent  Itocyjto  her.  ;She'sgotateinpero£Kerown,thQi^gfcb 


s\ 


^^^^tS^! 


™"i9T*i5^)^j!»'W;^¥^ 


^LViK.% 


\- 


\ 


^I>r  mX4XALL  AT  ffCStR. 


,«vf 


■  *'i^  yo"  say  she  waTrSy  a  NH,iir.?i^  ^f""*  *°<'  ""shy-    BM 
ya«Mdn't  life  to  know  hw"        "ihilist?   Tlow  very  d^ull    I- 

S:?  -seU,  Pert^aps  «.|  V"'e  ^,.^^^1^1* 

mat«l  dfacussion  Of  OhdS'sKy^^^^ 

of  M.  Benyowski's?    Haw  T  kJ«JI   •^^^^'^y  WraxeU,  "a  friend 

fatn)duceie,miladi.    TS^kyoT'^^i*;      "^^^^«<^nS^^ 

knoiv  my  compatriot.  StSi^BenvowcW^^^  So  you 

"I  do,"  Sydney  renlS?  .  nl«l  ^^^^/  ^°  you.  monsieur? " 
toiyassislant^'     ^^P^**^'*'"°^°'^^^»o"sofeva.    "He'smy^^^        . 

-t-Kro'P'^^^^^^^^  at  that  momei^t  a  Strang, 

sharp  notice  nor  TtSonS^TK^  ^P*^  neithei^MSS 
two  men  of  scienc^.  lSX^;^^t^'^^°^^^^^  thou^^J 

tir«^y  overlooked  it.  ^''^^^ant,  perhaps,  of  huina^.  nature,  ei^ 

^e^  M.  Benyowski  was  l^^^:^yl''S.^'-^^^  ^ 

nj^emoi^eUe.  where  we  ^o;??^^^^^^^^ 

sieu'r;tu?sT|S^^^^^^^  Mon. 

spedalk.    Ana  how  comes  it  that  MP^^^  f^*^"™^«'  but  not  a 
the  worid.  should  poss^aSiv  knowWl^^T^'H'  °^  ^»  I»«on«  in 
explosives?"         *^      ^^  ^"°^^<^«e.  then,  of  the  chemistiV  of 
_%dhey  laughed.         .  \  *^-        - 

an  authority,  they  say.  on  the  iSnt*  }t^^^^  y**"  ^^  somelhinir  of 

Russia  ^w^l^^SS^.^'''^^'^^  sonJwhS; 
^S"h^  by  ftt,f^so{Tek:?k?.^'  *^"  *^  f  me  excdlenOf  ^ 


/ 


^»  j^.-jf.    ^^ 


as;ji.iijis:-v'i^il.il.-jj^t  -^^  uS 


■.^' 


r^' 


•* For  wlurt  iMiipose?^^^ ^ ^ ^  •  ^^^^^ 

,**  Not  for  blowing  up  Ciare  or  Emperors,  you  may  be  sure,  dear 
lady.    Ours  is  a  peaceful  experimental  laboratory."  *  ■ 

,  "  Good  I  ••  MtUle.  Vera  said  curtly.  "  I  am  glad  to  have  met  an 
acquamtance  of  my  compatriot,  Stanislas  Benyowski..  Knowledge 
is  pow^r.  you' do  weU  to  pursue  these  useful  invfestigations,  mon- 
sieur. There  are  many  valuable  secrets  in  the  manufoctiire  of  ex- 
ploshtes  known  as  yet  only  to  our  men  of  Jralitics.  But  it  is  not 
well  they  should  betome. too  general."    "  .  ,.^. 


hostess 


(id  "^^ 
too,  such  \-        * 


"A  most  interesting  person,  Mdlle.  Trotsky^'  the  ho! 
^I^j*  few  minutes  later;  "and  thougli  a  Russian, 

**  I  dare  tey,"  Sydnev  answered  vaguely.    ••  But  for  my  part  T    , 
alwaro  rather:  distrust  these  foreign  communist  peopFe.     They'rel  4^. 
.too' devoted  to  dynamite  even  for  mc^  i^  you  can  credit  it"  '  ^^^^^ 


CHAPTER  ;jfcX. 

.„    TERA  TROTSKY  UTILIZES  HER  KNOWLEDGE. 


"'^! 


jO^ 


m 


Pa^ino  ddwn  the  Strand  toward  the  City  a  night  or  two  later, 
Stamslas  Benyowski  overtook  his  friend  Trapmann/ 

. "  Ho/'  he  said, "  you  look  asi  if  ypu  were  going  to  the  Provisional  \ 

v.quncii.    I  didn  t  know  there  was  a  meeting^  on  this  evefiinir.    I        '  ^\ 
haven  t  recdivedi.any  intimation,"  ^         .  ■-■■■^•,    i.^  ^^  .„    \ 

Trapmann  looked  at  him,  <:old  and  immovable.     '^"^       ■     **^  '" ' 

^    *'^oCu*^^-^»8^*^y^<**^®»&'^'*>o"t  a  second's  hesit*. 
tton.     "There's  no  meeting.     I'm  not  going  there.    I'm  simply^ 
ping  to  caU  at  Vera  Trolskjr's.    She  expects  me  this  evening."  I, 
have  an  appointment  with  hCT."  ;    ^       /  •  ■  ^3 

>    And  even  as  he  spi^e,  he  weht  tfn,  as  il  quitrunconscioudy,^^^ 
post  the  turning  that  led  by  the  shortest  cut  to  the  street  in  Soho 
where  the  NihUSts  held  their  weekly  meetings.  w^  "      ^  , 

"Oh.  that's  aU,  is  it  ?  "  Benyowski  went  d^  in  Gennan— for  aU . 
toiguap;es  were  much  the  same  to  him.    "So you  Md  pretty  little 
mulem  Vera  are  particular  friends  just«at  present  are  you?    A 
^  maiden,  Ft&ilanycral    Remember  me  to  her  most  R»pect- 

And  he  turned  away  \wth  a  wave"  of  the  hand  toward  the  street 

Jaat  led  to  his  own  jodginjJI.     ___„ .-'    J^ 

-~   TKpHa&rf  affiTed  a  SmSe^  sniile  ia  the  Pol^^^ 
tamHTOunded  the  comer;  and\then,  instead  of  continuing  inthc 
erection  ol  Mdlle.  Vem's,  he  made  his  way  back  by  the  next  allef ' 
10  tb^  street  h«  bad  already  pastsed*  katUng  to  the  meeting-pbce 


VMJIA 


"""^^mm^^ 


mg  up  against  YA^t^J^^  N?SS'  th?T  "^^  ^  ^ 
St.  Petersburg  that  he?  riSSIU««3i   ^'..^.7  have. found  out  at 


Id  the  board  ifiuch  as  mual-»!.w-ikr"L  ™ 


I  \ 


\ 


exception  of  Acting  iXd^U^^^^ 

v«y  unpleasant^T^labfe  ch^c?!!?^  ^^°^  **''  "  "^^ 
complain  of  treacheVywkKe  folded  thl*^^ 
'  where  we  least  expected  it     aV^^a'J^  .^L^"^^  ">  t^«  Quartet . 
Acting  Intendant,?S  Sm^„^t°5SiSS  ^^'^  BeJowsW,  > 
cil,  as  regards  the  manufS?r5o«/        r    the  secrets  of  the  Coun-. 
Wdes.  ai&TliU  r^^you  iS^^    "^  «^  ^'^P^P^i^'^s.  ,  Listen,  com-' 

EngHshman  the  te^S  sSaStRL  l^c^"^^^^^^  ««  an  unknown 
Nihilist  eti(fuette  for  Veni^Sj^^Urt'A*  ^i  ^^.pntraiy  to 
tounicatioM  relatincvlo  reaT^  S^^Jj^^f *  herseU:  aU  corn- 
were  made  anonSyX^IKdl  K^'^^n'^  ^^^  ^  <i»W 
aiy  tribunals;  wL  iSdff^d^rourTS^' t^^  S^*^«^«^^^^^ 
mutual  suspicion.    A  hushid  slE  „SJfe  P^^        "*»^  o^ 

whSe  otheis  were  it  oiim  nrnfonnrflJ     ™?")™o>;s  reporter's  stom 
iwneffl  ahd.SiCTaSr  "^Th^Ji^  «>n™iced  of  its  certain  genX 

tmi.     But  in  the  atmosDhoS'of  S«^5?^'^?"'*"'.'«"<''™«>- 


k^ 


•Wto  ««»g  too,  Kcret  ««d4f  ;Sfs^«?P'^4«^h''jM 


*  «' 


i^,.. 


■4'f 


-'**. 


104 


^OX.  MAIMIE^S  SAKE. 


i.( 


among  so  many  compared  to  the  welfare  of  universal  humanitv? 
Let  us  put  It  to  the  vote :  is  it  the  will  of  the  GouncU  to  remove 
Actmg  Intendant  Stanislas  BenyOwski  ?  " 

There  was  a  prompt  show  of  uplifted  hands,  ^  but  two  dis- 
sentients.   Vera  Trotsky,  gazed  at  them  significantly. 

•.u?  «  not  well,"  she  said  in  hard  slow  accents*  "to  temporize 
with  treachenr.  The  men  listened,  and  seemed  to  cower  before 
her  stem.coW  glance.  They  hesitated- for  a  moment,  and  then,  as 
It  agajnst'  their  wills,  overpowered  by  the  woman's  masterful  indi- 
viduanty,  raised  their  hands  reluctantly  like  the  rest  in  obedience  to 

,.?  ^S  m"''\  ^^^  '^■'^Il'^y  ^™"^^  *  smUe  of  feminine  triumph; 
*'Good!  she  said,  v  The  Coun«l  is  unanimous.  It  is  decreed 
ttiat  justice  be  executed  on  the  person  of  Acting  Intendant  Stanislas 
Benyowski,  traitor  to  the  Republic.  Anarchical  and  Indissoluble,  and 
to  the  united  Will'«f  the  Russian  People." 

The  group  of  Kstenecs  nodded  approval  with  grave  solemnity. 
Nicolas  Gzowski,    (he  fair-haired  giri  secretary  said  once  more, 
prepare  the  decree  to  carry  out  the  WiU  of  the  People." 
^colas  Gzowski  took  a  sheet  of  paper,  and  rapidly  wrote  out  the 
ttsaal  formula. 

"Republic  of  All  the  Russias,  Anarchical  and  Indissoluble, 
Meeting  of  the  Provisional  Council  of  the  20th  November.  New 
Style.    The  Council,  ..         ^ 

"Seeing  that  Stanislas  Benyowski,  Acting  Intendant,  has  been 
fmind  gmlty  on  suspicion  of  treachery  against  the  Jlepublic  and  the 
Will  of  the  People,        , 

"Decrees       >    / 

"That  the  said  Stanislas  Benyowski,  Acting  Intendant,  be 
rwnoved  by  such  m«ins  as  may  prove  most  convenient;  the  execu- 
t^n  of  this  decree  being  left  to  the  person  chosen  by  lot  to  rive 
efifcct  to  the  commands  of  the  CoujjcU;  ^ 

V   '/     ^  "  The  Provisional  Councillor  ^ 

X  V  "Nicolas  gIowski:  2137." 

*«  la  the  dwnjc  accepted  ?  "asked  Vera.  Trotsky,  in.  a  solemn 
tone  of  formal  inquirjr.  ' 

All  hands  were  raised  unanimously  in  prompt  reply  to  this  offi* 
cial  (mestion.  .  v  '^ 

A    !J^??r  ***?®'"  **l«^*^  ^^  ^  *»«»■  imperious  fashion,  folding  up  L  '■ 
SSSl    :  .P!^**  °!.P^P^^  ^^  eager  fingers,  and  throwing  them 
iCigether  into  Gzowski's  hat.  .^   -,,-,, 

The  lot  feU  to  <^arl  Trapmann;         ""   *  ^^  ^         ^  ^ 

*•  It  is  well."  the  German  said,  placing  the  paper  solemnly  in  his 

r^^i  .J  ^yjo-morrow  night  there  shdl  be  no  such  person  in  the 

tod  of  the  living  as  Stanislas  BenyowskL" 


'/ 


K« 


-^eraTroSky  arranged  thft  stSying  curis  of  herfriay  ftinie^iSA 
carelessfingers.  and  answered,  smiling:  "^  V^ 

''You  speak  ^iravely,  Brojher  KarfTrapmann.  Mxvt  you  such 
ifiaag  a$  a  cigarette  about  you  ?    So,  so ;  thank  Jtou,  thaok  you." 


■(J: 


plS  FitfEtfDS  MEET. 


f     \ 


105 


ik 


CHAPTER  XXI.  • 

OI-D    FRIENDS    MEET. 

Primrose  Hin.  Sydney  wS  busv  S^Lfo,^-  '^^'^  ^^  ^'^X'  t«waitl 
-  ing  away  with  Benyowsld  ?t  hn;Sv^K^  *"  ^}^  labpratory-niess- 
to  many -a  scientific  min  I  anS  S^-  ^  5»^emicaJs :  wha|.«  thing  it  is 
the  tSlm  S^StineSoSL^hlJSV"'*'^^*^^^  to  git  away^Vrom 
no  visitor  stbpS^^  (^r  sL  h^ 

^    duU  pages  of  thf  stu^d  emmy  lirDai^^ 

through  Truth  and  the VWaLThTX/^^u  ^^*  ''^  -«ad 

tfierewas  sun  and  fi^hnLs     /£  °im^1^^^^^    There,  at  least.  . 

parties,  and  dinners,  and74es  Sdlh^'rc^    Thet"^"'**  *"  ' 
blank  episodes  every  now  and  t£.n  «f  t^   1    There  .were  strav^ 
fiooh.    *Why  wasXZ)^f„v^i/y      ^J^.  autumn  and  after: 
less,  indeed,  it  were  on  dui!uI!I  t«  ?      ^'  ^?"™'^  wondered :  un- 
piactice  of  pS^^te^"'KSV^,?^°"'?«^  *^e  foolish  and  stupid, 
the  sort  of  ySX  London  rfav^^P?''"'"*^ 

muddy  for  «^Se^  rJf„*d  "^^  '"  "W  fd  dirty  and 
and  briffht  and  vivadn^..  g,  ^  ?^  ?  "?•    ?™  ""  <"  'oo  youni 

B»in?Tb«T.^J?SSa,  X^l^  *f '"'"^  ?^  «'  ^P^ 
•fcal  influences.    When  mi  ^^^^     5^  ""•Passing  baromit- 

atituUon,  and  are  wSSdT  S'''?^'  ^"^ '"™  »  K-wi  ™n- 

breakfast  beTt^ttSto^o&'rilfn  j'hl:'^-  *^  "'><V  your 

are  quite  enough  to  cam  you  Sfdv  fw  f.^L^'''  '"'*::■  °™,  '?"«• 

«ce  is  conceLd^t^^^^^^^^ 


""^S^^of^te'SffijJSf^r  V^'^^i^'^ 


.'-'.« 


io5 


1^" 


1* 


JfpX  MAIMm*S  SAJOB. 


&  *  %^,  J*"**®  ^^^y''  an^VMaimie  had  read  a  pag«  or  •©  but  d 
tbe  middle  one  other  gloomy \aftemoon,  and  thought  it  all  veiy  nice 
Mid  melancholy  and  dispiriUnk  and  extremely  demonstrative  of  the 
gea^t  conclusion  that  the  universe  at  large  is  one  huge  gigantic 
blunder.  Sucfc  a  plever  word,  p^simism !  Maimie  was  quite  proud 
of  herself  for  bfcing  able  to  pronoVc^  It,  and  to  use  it  correctly  in 
'   conversatipn  without  stumbling  over  it.  . 

It^s  scime  consolation  on  a  muggy  day  to  fed  that  you  know  what 
pessunism  means!    And  some  consolation,  too,  to  think  that  yott* 
are  experitocmg  niuch  the  same  sentiments  as  great  philosophers 
like  Hartmann,  and  Schopen-something,  and  Mr.  James  Sully  him- 
self, in  whose  book  you  have  re^d  all  about  them!  '    ? 
StiU,  in  spite  of  the  solace  to  be  derived  from  that  highly  coro^^ 
forting  word,  pessimism,  Maimie  somehow  felt  that  afternoon  that" 
the  univeree  generaUy  was  out  of  joint.    It's  very  nice,  of  course,  to 
be  mamcd;  and  it  s  verji  nice  to  hve  in  London ;  and  it's  very  nice 
to  be  a  cleVer  man's  wife ;  and  ifs  very  nice  to  have  pretty  dresses, 
and  go  out  to  dinner,  and  have  lots  of  dances,  and  be  admired  and 
flirted  withi  and  have  nobody  at  all  to  scold  you  or  boif  you. 
Dew-  old  Sydney  was  very  Wnd-^o  one  on  earth  could  possibly  be 
kmder :  that  Maimie  frankly  acknowledged  to  herself,  for  she  was 
no  grumbler.    But  then,  she  did  wish  he  wasn't  always  poking  and 
bothering  aU  day  long  in  that  horrid,  nasty,  smeUified  old  laboratory. 
Of  course,  if  he  was  ever  to  be  a  great  chemist,  and  become  Presi- 
dent of  the  Royal  Society^  and  get  knkhted  ("  Lady  Chevenix  At 
«ome    sounded  reaUy  vew  imposing),  he  must  go  on  working  at 
tas  chemicals  and  explosivis  to  the  end  of  the  chapter:    General 
Vmrenen,  the  great  artiltefyman  at  Shoebuiyness,  whom  she  met 
^otho*  night  at  the  Astronomer  Royal's,  had  told  her  inconfi- 
Gttic^  If  Sydn^  continued  on  his  present  course  it  was  a  moral 
certain^  that  sooner  or  later  he  must  get  knighted.    StiU,  Maimie 
did  w»h  m  her  own  heart  he  was  just  a  little  wee  bit  more  human  I 
Why  Wouldn't  he  come  out  with  her  that  afternoon,  for  example, 
and  take  h#r  to  see  the  shops  Jn  Regent  Street  ?    To  be  sure,  sh« 
nadn  t  asked  him  :  and  if  she  had  he  would  no  doubt  have  laid  aside 
Jus  crucibles  and  tesmubes  immediately,  and  would  have  put  on  his 
hat,  brushing  it  carefully,  and  taken  her  down  with  all  his  usual  chival^ 
ioifa»  courtesy.  But  he  would  have  done  it  with  the  air  of  a  man  who 
mak^  a  sacrifice,  not  spontaneously  and  of  his  own  accord.  '  Mi- 
inie  didn  t  want  chivalry  and  respect.    She  wanted  a  husband  who 
made  no  sacrifices,  and  who  stared  in  all  the  windows  in  Resent 
Street  because  it  amused  him.                     -            ,        ,   ^,»f. 
Musing  thus,  more  or  less  consciously,  and  in  a  nascent  iU  hu- 
toor  ^th  the  worid  in  general  and  Sydney  in  particular,  Maimie 


,  -  ■  *  - 


tt»migh  ^e  fog  opposite  her,  and  assumed  visible'format  last  ai  $ 
m  QUA  in  black  dothes,  8milin|r  agrim  smile  at  nobody  hi  partteo* 


f  V 


«/«'»«■ 


OZD  FRIENDS  MEET 


c<>gnitlonri,rfiSiie  iwto  W^^  into  a  look  of  hasty  ns 
•tood  before  hen  ^^  to  her  great  suiprise  that  Adrian>S 

Adrian  drew  a  long  breath.  \  ^:^. 

"This  IS  most  Rmm.io.."iL ,j     ..  l¥M 


:«y  ,  .  .  Mis.  Chev^f  f  f\£f  !Sf°^r-^^  Or  o»firht  I  mther  t^ 
our  meeting?".      ^^         "**'  "^^^  o*^  has  had  his  hand  S 

4hin?l^^edSS^S^^^^^^  ^T^e's  horizon,  and  «.n. 

hand  with  the  old  chUdSh  S  fo  S^,  fe  ^^  ^  »<>*^eld  out  hS^ 

"  G«>d-moming^Adrian^he^^^^  ^*  new  comer's, 
ajcver.  "  I'm  su^I  dSknJw  ^d'  d^onW^^  ^u  ^  °^t«««y 
ftt)videnceorthe  other  person  w!io«L?"*i5*^  whether  it  was 
jeiy  g^  we've  happened  to  Sock  Sn^fiff*^^*^  ^^^ '  but  iS 
But  why  '  Mre.  Chevenk '?  t^«J?  ^*^*'  °'***  another,  anyhow 
by  friencU  like  you  SJdie  ni  h?  *  *^P*^' '°  be  caUed  that  w 
be  6nlv '  MaimiV^'  *  ""^^  ^^^y*'  y°«  ^w,  Adrian,  it  u^sdU 

nuinbS^^^^  ^^^  tlghtly-fitting 

tremulousness.         ^^  «»ovc  with  a  sudd«i  thriU  of  Wly-hSj 

P«^  Cl^'a'Sl.r  ^^^  <=ri«l  eagerly;   \ 

stiU,  if  bnly  you'U  Xw  iS?^^«.f  T"^.*   ."  ^^  ^»»^  be  iSffi 
haven't  foigottenm^'^     ^-  ^**"  haven't  foigotten  me?YoS 

at  SUbS^r  F^S^:^,f^^  <Jf«  detirfitful  ev^ 
dear  old  itupid  f^  ^ '   ^**^  <^~»^**  '  «^  foiget  you-^, 

"But,  Maimie,  Maimie.  you're  taUdno-  to  mi.  o«j  i  i  •  ^'W 
lust  as  you  used  to  talk  and  look  hitiSF «m  ^  *"2  1^^«^  ^t  W 
n»arried !  I  didn't  exnec-^urfJ^  JiLfS  <*'d  ^^fys  before  you  woe 
Chevenix."   ^f^  ««>ec:  such  a  greetmg  as  this  from-^  JS 

^mie  shook  her  Kttic  head  with  a  waywani  diake,  and  pouted 

dear,  good  oiaif4)w,  aXof  cou^  T  i«;J\r*"  ^  Sydney's  a  very 
but  I  don't  want  afl  Se  men  ?^  llT^  ^'^""y*  *"<*  «"  that ; 
I'm  turned  into  quite  iSoSS  J^„  LS*11?"  \<^ft^ymx\i  to  thinl^ 
>tu,rfdly  married  SydneyCheTen^^  '  ^"'*  ^''^^^  ^  ^«  «^"«  ^ 
A*ian  laughed  a  shoft  Uttle  laugh. 

opoviotional  aarmm^Js^^hMT^^^-  *«y^«  •«  «^ 


w^ 


I08 


J^JS  MATMIS'S  SAXJS, 


I  declare,  Maimie,  I  haven't  felt  so  happy  before  since  the  last  day  I 
parted  from  you  at  Silbury." 

Maimie  paused  and  hesitati^  a  second.  Then  she  answered  vu 
a  low  and  very  soft  vdce,  the  three  words : 

"Nor  I,  Adrian." 

As  she  spoke,  she  lifted  her  eyes  to  his,  and  Adrian  Pym  read  in 
them  instantly  the  absolute  truth  (for  the  moment,  at  least)  of  what 
she  said  to  him.  His  heart  beat  wildly  and  flutteringly.  She  still 
loved  him,  then  I  She  still  loved  him  1  He  could  hardly  before  have 
believed  himself,  that  any  woman's  words  could  move  him  so  p^ 
foundW.  '  ■  J      w 

"  Then  you  love  me  stffl,  Mahnie  1 "  he  cried  in  a  low  voice,  seis- 
ins her  not  unwilling  hand  a  second  time. .  "  Then  you  love  me 
still  I    You  haven't  quite  left  ofif  loving  me ! " 

Maimie  drew^waiv  her  hand  reluctantly,  with  a  piercing  glance 
into  the  dense  fog  aU  round  (lest  anyone;  should  be  comini^,  and 
answered  with  all  the  tenderness  of  her  strange  little  nature  t 

"  When  I  once  loV^  Adrian,  I  love  always.  I  love  y^u  deatly. 
I  shall  love  you,  and  think  of  you,  for  ever  and  ever." 

Adrian  stepped  back,  a  pace  or  two.  and  stood  fronting  her  in 
deep  emotion.    Then  he  spoke  again  from  the  depths  of  his  heart; 

"Oh,  Maimie,  Maimie.  it  is  too  late!  If  %re  had  only  Mowi^ 
twdve  months  ago  what  I  know  now !    It  is  terrible  I  terrible ! 

"  What  do  mean,  Adrian  ?  "  Maimie  cried,  astonished, 
is  terrible?    What  are  you  talking  about  ?  " 

"Why,  Maimie,  guess  on  what  errand  I  came  up  to  London 
from  Oxford  this  very  morning  ?  " 

"I  can't  guess,  darling.  Oh,  tell  me,  tell  me!  Adrian->you 
haven't  come  up  here— -to  marry  some  other  woman  ?  " 

Adrian  shook  his  head  gloomily. 

«**  ]No,  no,"  he  saki ;  "  not  that,  you  may  be  certain.  I  was  more 
than  married  enough  already,  dariing.  I  came  up  to-day— lor  whu^ 
Maimie  ?  Not  to  marry  one,  but  to  bury  one  1— to  attend  a  funeral ! " 

Maimie  clutched  his  arm  eageriv. 

••  Not  hers ! "  she  cried,  with  a  face  pale  with  devouring  interest, 
**  Not  hers,  Adrian  I  Not  hers,  surely !  You  are  not  set  free  I  Not 
your  wife,  my  dariing  ?  " 

Adrian  nodded  a  Memn  nod  of  acquiescence. 

••Yes,  Maimie,"  he  answered  slowly.  ••This  mornJng  I  have 
had  the  melancholy  pleasure  of  following  to  Kensal  Green  Cemetery 
tlM  mortal  remains  of  Mrs.  Adrian  Pym,  who  died  on  Saturday- 
twelvemonths  too  late  for  our  ha^iiness,  curse  her  I " 

Maimie  sank  as  if  exhausted  upon  the  bare  wooden  seat  on  the 
hfll-toff,  atad  beffln  to  rock  heradi-HLandlnLJn-Aslow. 
(fespoi^TaiHlon. 

,••  Dead."  she  murmured  vacantly,  making  the  word  answer  to 
each  forward  and  backward  movement  of  her  body.  ••  Dea4  dead* 
dead,  too  late,  Adrian.  Too  late,  too  late,  too  late,  Adrian.  Oh,  It 
d>  tenifalcC  terrible,  terrible  I" 


*" 
^.^\ 


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10, 


tFRrktrbs  jfjsjsf. 

Jdifw  looked  at  %  in  bbnk  ^esimdency; 
''The  miserable  cfeature  f"  he  cried  anirSv     "Th*.™^-!.^ 
drunken,  miserable  ciiature!    She  iSc  hSSiV  ♦«  V^  *i^?** 

Kediiir^ts;:!^!^!^^ 

»bou^^^h.  Maimi^,  it's^t^  ^  "^  ^^ 

"WeU?"  I  o  -\ 

BaiZ^tSiiJjjr^g^Li^Sf^?^  Lots  of  braril;! 

give  her  the  b^"J  Site??—  »ne,  I  6eg  of  you.  wITy  didn't  yon 
•' Maimie.  you  are  too  terrible-t^  pwiess !  •• 

Admn  shook  his  head  one?  more.        ^^^^X  earner? 

"Iloved  him,  Adrian."  '         *'  /  ^^ 

^' And  you  love  him  still  ?"       '^  / 

Maimie  hesitated.  "     "* 

£S  si-  !"•  ""  *■'*  "P™  '"P  »'  Priwrose  Hill,  havTcSSl  hS 
j|}tt.himwered,e  m»styXiSrf''n^SSpSl,X^?SS 


^t^ 


•  11 


110^ 


Pm(  MATMIE*S  SAMTM, 


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r\, 


■ctfchinif  Introspective  ciitfeism,  with  his  strangely  truthful  esthnate 
ti  his  own  iHffsonality  and  hers,  he  confessed  td  himself  that  ^e 
was  not  really  Mrorth  loving,  and  yet  he  could  have  flung  away  his 
very  life  for  her  that  miniite,  were  it  only  for  a  single  Idtag  sweet 
kiss,  such  as  tl^egr%ad  oftbi  dnu^ik  in  together  on  the  twilight  beach 
at  dear  old  Silbiirv^.     /  - 

Hp  s^tbbd  and  IdokM  at  her  with  hungnr  eyes,  and  his  hands 
miivered  as  he  held  Uiem  restlessly  before  him,  like  a  greyhound' 
that  longs  to  leap  upon  his  prey.    Msumie  saw  the  terrible  passtcM^''! 
that  was  goading  hun  almost  beyond  his  powers  of  restraint,  and  ~ 
sihiled  benignly  at  him.    It  was  so  delightful  to  be  able  to  move  a 
mature  man  of  his  kind  Jike  that!    Adrian  Fym  was  thorou^ly  in 
love  with  her  I    And  so  was  Sydney  Chevenixl    Both  were  pio- 
foundlv  in  love  with  her,  yet  so  difiFerently.   lS[o  wonder.    She  kne\^J 
herselt  she  was  50  pretty  and  so  charming;    ■  ^     4     ^- 

>' Maimie,"  the  manbried  at  last,  unable  t6  keep  in  hb  devomw^ 
ing  passion,  "\i%  too  late.  Too  late!  Why  do  you  torture  me? 
W|»y  do  you  tell  me  now?  Oh,' why  do  you  teH  me?  And  yet  .  .  / 
I  wouldn  t  have  missed  meeting  you  here  to-day  for  ten  tnousand 
pounds.  Ten  thousand  pounds  I  pooh!  a  drop  in  the  bucket!  I 
wouldn't  have  missed  hearing  you  say  what  you've  just  said  for  the 
■whole  worid^nd  life  itself,  darUng  I !' 

Mahiiie  ^miled  still  demurely.         ^^  >     '       v    :^ 

"Adrian,"  she  said,  "  dearest  Adrian.  I  have  loved  a  great  many  ^ 
men  in  my  «me — ^s^most  every  man  I've  ever  met  with :  but  I've' never" 
loved  anybody  yet  as  I  love  you,  my  darling.    I  love  dear  old  Syd-     ' 
n^  ^  I  love  all  the  others :  he's  such  a  good,  kind,  excellent  fellow,    , 
and  he's  never  cross  orangivwith  me  for  any  thing;,  but  you,  Adrianl  - 
I  love  you  somehow  quite  differently,  my  darling.    I  love  you  deariy*      ' 
absolutely, dev6ltedly>   Ishould loveyou  still, even  though  you  trawf^i 
pled  upon  me.    I  think,  Adrian.  I  snould  almost  love  you  better  iiJ^' 
ydu  jwtre  to  trample  upon  me."  ^^J 

4iriain  tttrnjed  andbegan  to  move  down  the  hill  rapidly.  i^M 

Come,  Main^e,"  he  said,  "  you  must  come  down  wfth  me.    %^ 
raiist  v^k :  I  must  keep  moving :  I  must  work  the  steam  off :  if  I  % . 
sjUuHd  hereany  kmger,  I  shall  have  to  take  you  in  my  arms,  dariing^M 
and  kiss  you  a  hundred  times  over  and  over  here  in  the  open  pubBe^ 
/pathway.    Let  us  get  down  into  the  streets  where  titere  are  plenty  ' 
/  ol  people  1    Let  us  get  away  at  once  where  everyone  will  see  us."    ^. 

Maimie  started  and  walked  beside  him  for  a  minute  or  two  ittff 
AepOf.  Then  she  said  at  last,  with  perfect  openness,  in  a  sunplttvl^/ 
Vljjce  of  evet}rday  conversation :  v     "1 

"If  anything  should  ever  happen  to'dear  dd  Sydney,  ybii  fciibuvl; 
Adtitti-— ^",  ,     ■  »!' 

nAdriaj^rll^hffofcrfreg^her^w^  „  — ^„--^  t;^^ — 

"Oh,  Maimie,"  he  cried,  "you  are  too  much  lor  me->too  ttUi^i, 
Ar  tne  I  You  will  drive  me  frantic.  I  can't  stop  with  you  nowan^  '^ ' 
wngtse,  I  will  write  to  you  soon.  I  will  come  again  to  you.  Bu^  ^ 
% lallp aigr looger  now, therell  be murder-^murdart   Good4>Kj 


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CHAPTER  XXII. 


ii*n 


.'H'k , 


^W  invenS^ofTnJi^Ss  "SJfi^       experimentl^for  the^ 
toUcd  awav  at  their  Ia^^^l^    explosive.    For  months  they  had 

put  to  the^  ff^d  S^verv?  th?i  &  S^  touch  was  reafly  bcmg 

slowly  and  cautiSriftro^K^"i'  ^  5**®  ^»<*  material  passed 
Sydney's  side  as  the^S^L.!Sl.®*"W*^  '*°*»*^  anxiously  by 

'"Vo^^^SiI^riSbiS^ 

there  wSSSi^S^o^Lte"^^^'  disappointment,  result^ 
heart  sank  witWn  him  a^the  AJLhffK-f ♦S**?*^'  ^he  jnventor's 
oqjeriments  h^d  proved  ii^Theen^^^/^^^  *°^^««n« 

ig  with  a  ciy  of  C  wiiited  i^nm^K    *f^  '^J*?^-    ^*  Benyoww 
where  the  l2mp  o^^^^  ^PiS'Sy  ^^  . 


h£?.5*£  I,^lli1' pS^*^'  ISll"**.  >?5»i«?7 


CNitiously 


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9' 


tti 


^fqit  MAIMIE*S  SdXM. 


employer  hid  the  first  right  to  make  trial  of  the  new  and  marvek 
lous  compound :  and  Sydney,  lifting  his  arm  fearlessly  and  *flHntf 
good  aim.  fired  Itraiight  at  the  centre  of  his  experimental  target 

No  smoke— no  noise — ^no  sound  of  any  kind.  -  No  symptom  that 
the  thing  wais' fired  at  aU.  But  the  pistol  kicked  a  little  in  Sydney's 
hand,  and  a  buUet  had  buried  itself,  ^  if  by  magic,  an  inch  deep  in 
the  solid  wood  of  the  thick  deal  target. 

^  They  looked  at  one  another,  siting  deep,  with  mUte  congratu- 
lation. Neither  spoke :  but  Sydney  held  hJB  hand  out  tremblmg  to 
Benyowski,  and  the  Pole  grasped  it  eagerfy  with  friendly  fervor. 
In  their  way,  they  liked  each  other,  those  two  diverse  enthusiasts: 
their  common  interest  in  their  deadly  explosives  made  them  fed 
toward  one  another  a  certain  strange  weird  sense  of  fraternal* 
\^iffection.  '      • 

Again  and  again  they  liaded  and  fired,  one^  after  the  other,  with- 
out exchanging  a  word,  and  always  with  the  same  extraordinary 
silence  and  perfect  effectiveness.  It  was  a  grand  invention :  there 
was  n6  denying  it  It  would  revolutionize  the  art  of  war-nand  the 
practi^  of  Nihilism. 

Each  thbught  his  own  thoughts  to  himself  in^ilence,  as  they 
went  on  me<^hanically  loading  and  reloading,  with  a  fresh  thrill  of 
dcl^ht  at  ev^  hole  they  put  afresh  in  th^ell-rid<aed  target. 

Sydney's  first  thought  was  that  he  hadf  now  gained  the.summit 
of':  his  ambitibn,  and  would  become /a  great  and  famous  man,  and 
Maimie  wouM  be  proud  of  him.  prouder  than  ever.  He  would 
mtflGe  a  presei^t  of  the  secret  to  the  British  Government— not  sell  it 
He  was  a  rich  man,  and  he  didn't  need,  the  money:  and  besides,' 
his  nature  revj>lted  from  the  bare  idea  of  making  wealth  out  of  an 
instrument  of  laughter.'  But  it  would  be  an  instrument  of  civiliza- 
tion too— an  instrument  of  well-doing— for  its  chi^  use  would  be 
fai  savage  waTfsuie,  no  doubt  where  it  would  allow  us  at  once  to 
walk  over  thelfeeble  resistance  of  half-naked  warriors,  who  would 
fain  retard  the^  onward  march  of  European  culture.  Yes,  yes;  it 
was  an  instrundent  of  civilization:  h^d  not  Wordsworth^  even  niiL 
Id  an  address  to  Heaven :  7  ;:'v^ 

"  But  thy  m(^  dreaded  instrument/  -     ^    \" 

In  wondng  out  thy  deep  intent 

Is  man  arrayed  for  mutual  slaughter;     ,,     .       ■ 

Yea,  carnage  is  thy  daughter  I '^ 
And  then,  how  proud  Maimiie  would  be  when  she  saw  the  honort 
heaped  by  a  nateful  country  on  the  head  of  the  man  whose  inven- 
tion had  made  it  invincible,  irresistible,  the;^  embodiment  of  well- 
erected  force,  the  greatest  power  of^  the  £uh)pean  world,  the  guid- 
ing natten  in  the  great  upward  couiae  o(/ human  civilization  mj 


human'  progress."  , 

.  Benvowski's  first  thought  was,  how  eaisily  with  this,  whetf  Alei- 
•nder  Aleumdrovitch  (whom  men  call  the  Czar)  was  driving  gaily 
dow^  the,  Nevski  Prospect  an  enlightdned  patriot  could  hwe  be* 
■iMi  a  f ourtb-itoiy  window  anywherei  and  without  noiae^  witbMl 


Ti'  . 


^^'* 


"^        N'l 


.iv. 


SCIENCE  TftlUMPHt  '^^^^^^. 
Ml.  without  smoke,  without  slgn^of  any  sort,  send  an  «^^l» 

£s?f  &^^^^^^^^^^ 

aicUng  and  abetting  the  intfoduction  of ^shlfi^^^Ss*^^^^^^ 
wl«J^T'^*iri'"T^^'^'  *°  ^  ^°rfd  ah-ead^Se^^ih^S  " 

,  u  ?y-**?<^-^y'  even  the  inventors-tlwmsehres  erewiired  of  th*  ^Ii;t-4- 
fah  Iteration  of  buUet-shot  after  bullet-shot  riS  dl^d  i^^  x 
sohd  underlying  wood-work.  Then  at  last  SySe?  sSke^^  ^^ 
^^-BenyowsW."  he  said,  "our  work  is  don^  Te  have  made 
a^reaUy  great  discoveiy.  Say  hothing  about  it.  I  b6g  of  y^u  t"lnJ 
"?.??*•  Ju''"®^  you  are  silent,  silent  and  tritw^v  R^.  riSIX 
stiU  The  secret  must  not  be  divulged  '^n^  aSoL  I  mu2 
^^^e  my  airangements  about  \t^n.^€^M^Uf^X,  Q,v^| 

BenyowsW  nodded.        -     *;,         ^  ^     '^^ 

shall  h^of'h"nItJ^^?T'^   •Saeht'as  the  ^rave.    No  man 
S.i  i?^.  r     '  P*'™"-  „  I'  too,  have  purposes  for  Which  it  wiU  he 

^vdnJii  St  «  ?k'  ^""  *<=<^TPu«^hment  sUence  isSessL?"  ^ 
Sydney  sat  on  the  comer  of  the  table.  ^^^ 

u  i.^!"J^:.?«P?°^.ki'"  he_said.  with  unwonted  carelessness. «  we 


both^no,.  need  a  W    W^vc^  s^'-^ty"  i^Td^ 


S^orKi''''i?f "  wo..„.3  a.  ui  ana  now  were  done,  we'd  bett« 
wl^Yi  "^^  ^^^^'^  ^5'"«^  °"  ^y  '"^e*--  You  may  hSe^our^S? 
we  shall  begin  makmg  arrangenfcnts  for  manufacturinirtim  «hS 

Benyowski  bowed.  f  '         ^  [ 

h^.!!^*''  yo"  please,  patron."  he  said  grimlf  ;  for  he  thought  in  his 
heart  it  would  be  a  good  opportunity  ft^r  him  to  take  a  KtS^triS  «« 
bu^n^  and  pleasure  comUned.  asVas  sf.  Pet^bS^      ^  *"" 

"You  mav  go  now,  Benyowsid,"  he  said  diortMr     TH  r4fh«.^ 
Benyowski  folded  the  cheque  up  careftillv  and  «fiirV  t*  L  w- 


iudyt( 


able  Silt  S'2S!n' *^*^',^5^'?'^  ^*  **  st*»  «n  the  ifee,  scait» 
iSLKi  S-^P  "  *".**?  impHcations  the  real  greatnSSiS 
woaderful  discoveiy:  and  then  an  imwdcomt  wfcfbS^J^  VpS 


Si-    * 


XI4 


MOJt  UAIMIS'S  SAJTM. 


■*% 


him  unexpectedly  from  the  top  of  the  staircase-^he  Ubontoiy 
upcm  the  oasement  floor; 

<lSydnw,  Sydney^-^csm  r  come  down?  op'HP^  ihidl^liir 
blown  to  pfcccs?"      .'■;  .         ,  ':  -■:^:':,.;./^p*^' 

It  was  J^cel3m  CiprianL  V  '  - 

Sydney  pulled  himself  together  from  his  deep~  reverie  with  a 
great  effort,  answering  as 'un<toncemedly  as  he  was  able,  "Come 
down^  my  dear  fellow.  Delighted  to  see  you."-^Ajid  as  he  did  so, 
he  pushed  away  the  jpistd  carelessly  on  one  side,  but  not  bdore 
Jocelyn's  quick  eye  had  taken  in  the  action  quite  instinctivdiy/  C^ 
no  accdunt  must  he  tell  even  Jocelyn.  The  secret  must  be  pro* 
fouq#y  kept  from  absolutely  everybody. 

Joodyn  had  brought  9  friend  with  him— a  brother  painter. 
Hardy  by  name— who  wai^ted  to  consult  the  distii^ished  chemist 
as  to  a  picture  he  was  working  at  of  the  death  of  the  Czar  Alex- 
ander  II.  Chevenix^vould  know  all  about  the  explosives,  Cipriani 
had  told  him ;  for  not  only  was  Chevenix  himself  a  great  author!^: 
on  dynamite  and  its  conveners,  but  he  had  moroever  permanently 
In  his  employment  a  genume  Polish  Nihilist— not  wholly  uQsuspected 
of  political  crime— a  man  whose  name  was  Someming-or-other-    ; 

OWSJCl* 

Yet  for  som<^  extraiordinary  and  inexplicable  reason,  on  this  ptr-  :, 
ticular  afternoon,  Sydney  refused  entirely  to  be  drawn  in  anyway  ^ 
on  the  subject  of  explosives.  The  interruption  was,  in  fact,  an  un^*'  f 
timel]r  one.  He  was  too  excited  and  prifeoccupied  now  to  talk  of  ^i 
anytlung  but  his  great  discovery,  and  aboutlhat,  of  course,  he  must  / 
be  profoundly  alent.         -     ' 

"  I'm  sick  and  tired  0!  explosives,"  he  said  apologetkally  to  Jocetyn  ^% 
Cipriani    *'  I  neally  caii't  converse  intelligibly  upon,  atrythmg  at  all  #; 
this  aftemd6n.    If  Mr.  Hardy  would  only  call  some  other  day,  when  % 
I'm  less  weaxy  and  bothered,  I  should  be/happy  to  demonstrate  for  H 
him :  if  he  Ukes,  I  can  blow  a  Czar  up  just^to  show  him  how  we  da 
it    The  fact  is,  my  dear  fellow,  IVc  been  oyerworidng  myself  lately, 
and  IVe  quit^  determined  to  take  a  h<diday^   I've  just  pa«l  Benyow- 
ski  sL  qQaiier's  ssdary  on  the  nail  beforehand,  and  told  him  to  be  off 
about  his  business.     And,  indeed,  I  fed  I've  quite  overdone  it 
We've  been  watching  hour  after  hour  for  the  last  fortnight  ^^  now 
ourexperimentsarewellover— successfully,  I'm  glad  to  say— a  n^ 
action  has  set  in.  and  I'm  quite  washed  out  and  unfit  for  anything*"  " 
,     Jocdjrn  had  never  seen  Sydney  look  so  strange  imd  preoccumedl 
before— there  was  certainly  something  or  other  wrong  about  n&n. 
18ut  he  only  ssdd : 

"  My  dear  boy,  you've  been  doing  too  much.    I'm  awfully  glad 
i'te  going  to  rest  awhile.    I  shall  tell  Miimie  she  must  tooic  wdl 


K 


you 
after 


ypti.;  We  wont  trouble  you  any  more  this  aftemoop*    Some 
Other  oafl  dare  say  youTfBf  aiblelb  ^  Hac^y  somelTMo^^W 
«nd  diaj^nms."  "     ■  ''■■■•'^-a« 

Sydney  smfled  feebly— he  was  realfy  very  tired~-and  went  up  wi  " 
tmmtm  out  U  tha  fr«at  door^   %msj»  the  houseniaiil,  cMHe  am 


i.m 


tnUdden  as  they  pasaed/tlid^^pened  the  door  for  them.    Toodjrm 
lemembered  all  these  little  tHlimportant  details  afterward:  they 
were  indelibly  impressed  upon  his  nKeinory  and  upon  Hanly;^  to  v 
^^■''■'        fte  subsequent  facts  of  that  Wentful  evening.  '  ii-t. f i* 

As  soon  las  they'tinit  oudSide  the  door.  .Hardy  observed  casiia%F  ^ 
tdhisfriendi  '"  ^ 

"Donvt  yipik  think  there  was  something  very  odd^  about  your 
friendXhevenix's  manner?.  Did  you  notice  he  had  a  pistol  fying 
upon  thcu  table,  and  he  tried  to  hide  it  the  moment  he  saw  us  com- 
ing ?  I  Really  fancied  there  was  something  or  other,.jraffully  qu^ 
the  matter  with  him."  ^  1  ',^*l 

Jocelyn  laughed  away  the  vague  suspicion.  \  J^  '■ 

"There  are  always,  pistols  in  Chevenix's  laUbcatoryi^'  hjK  replied 
careless^.  "  Chevemx-uses  them  constantly  for  expoimentkig  on 
his  different  explosives.  I  never  go  down  without  inqi^ring  whether 
I  shall  bS&  received  with  a  volley  of  musketry.  He's  all  right  It's 
just  his  way.    He  only  wants  a  little  rest  and  quiet."  , 

As  for  Sydney,  he  went  back  to  his  roo)^  dreamily  by  hlmsdt 
ttnd.  helped  himsdf,  with  quivering  hands^  to  a  glass  of  port  frna 
the  l^ecantier  in  the  cupboard. 


J 


.."V 


CHAPTER  tocm. 


''-,»j>  *'. 


Madiie,  when  Adrian  left  her,  didn't  fed  as  if  she  cared  td  M 
%ome  ai  once  to  dear  old  Sydnejr,  so  soon  after  th^t  smajl  whul* 
wind  of  pasuon  with  hfr  hal{>foigotten  Oxford  lover;  so  by  way  of 
interpiosing  a  tittle  variety,  she  strolled '^Hown  to  Portland  Place  by 
hersdf,  and  had  a  good  look  at  aA  the  bonnets  in  .idl  the  windows 
in  the  whole  length  of  Regent  Street  One  in  paiticular  took  her 
fancy  miidt.  She  had  no  mon^  with  her,  but  quarter-day  for  hor 
allowance  would  come  round  soon,  and  <^  course;  then  she  couM- 
pay  for  it  easily.  (For  generous  as  Sydney's  aUowance  was,  Ms^mle 
somehow  always  anticipated  it.)  She  went  in  and  tried  the  botmet 
nxu  It  was  voy  becoming,  ^aidj[uaint  and  quakerish,  and  not  so^ 
tery  dear  either--at  least  as  die  counts  dear  i(bwada]rat»  Maimie 
thought  to  hersdf ;  at  Silbury,  of  course,  in  the  old  d^rs,  the  ^»ke 
i^uld.have  been  ^'ply  proubitive. 

ITl  tjdy  thatjne^  shc-said  JcaTTJftwIy. to  the  yming i 


Iraited  Oil  ]jR9V   "You're  sure  it  suits  me,  arv  you 

&ink  they're  worn  now  just  a  wee  bit  more  off  the  forehead? " 

"No,  madaym,"  the  young  woman  agtowefed;  "this  is  the  veiy 
Irtest  thing  imN^  had  from  Paris.    There  is»'t  another  boniMl  lO* 


•51 


'"    '»-^S 


•i 


..  ZSSf  ***  Sydney  win  tW^t  iite  so  pretty.  In  It,**  Maimh  thouilH 
?n?^'  complacently  "  He  dways  Tikea^ne  so  much  in  old  go3 
yf  -^^L*^***'-  ^*  ^^^  ^^^^  to  sec  "He  looking  diessy.  .  .  f  Or 
WK*!!;™  \'^9^  ««ain,  and  I  have  to  go  out  a  walk  anywhere 

I^f„  i?i  ^il^.^  f°  ^'^^""y"  ?°"^  °f  ^^^J?  "»«  <l«ssed  ^  9 
Pi  ?*P-  «Jirht  to„be.  I  wonder  whether  fie  noUced  my  new 
dMk  tfiw  afternoon  I  dare  say  he  really  didn't.  Men  never  see 
J^t  one  wears  at  aU  when  they're  .interested,  or  making  love,  or 
anvtnine  of  that  sort.  unlMn  nnt>^  nnait»,^u,  ^«iu  *u^:-  _*x_Ji-  _  . '  .. 


1^ 


u!r^J  ^f??^^^-^^^^l'  ^f  ^°""«5  *"«*  yet  somehov^  or  other,  I 
feel  as  if  Iliked  him  all  the  better  for  it"  ^        * 

T  Ji?f  ^?^"*  Street,  Maimie  took  a  cab  up  home  id  Beaumont 
Tenace,  and  reached  the  door  at  five  o'clock,  just  as  Sydney  was 
beginnmg  to.  think  of  clpsing  the  laboratory.  «  pyun^y  was 

She  walked  into  the  bare  back  room,  in  spite  of  her  interview 


^tev4 


i  bought  myself: 
sure  you'U  like  it.    And  who  do  you  tl 
Why,  dear  old  Adrian  Pym  fyou  rem* 


've  gone  and 

qew  bonnet.    I'm 

wik  I've  seen  and  met? 

rh?^i«i,"^*f^*:?^'^'*  *°.^^^  *^  ^inl    Heiidlwere  great 
chums  m  the  old  days,  you  know,  and  fused  to  go  out  fishing  wS 

fevTL'ni^''^'-  /)^^^^g»adto^*im  fcould  ha??^S 
^ly  kissed  hun,  only  it  was  on  top  of -^mrose  HiU;  if  it  ihad 
lTL«S[^u  y°"  ^«^;  or  upstairs  in  the  draW-room,  I  lially  think 
LmS^nH  r  **T  '*'  ^  ""^u  so  delighted,  "'.rfowever  he  sap  he-U. 
fshSl^^m  "^""^""^  ^^  ^'^  ^"^*  antif  he  does,!  know 
Syd^smaed.  It  was  a  reKef  to  him  to  have  his  pretty  Uttl(  ^ 
^^^l^liV^^'^^'fP  suddenly,  and  break  the  cui?pnt  ^  " " - 
2^??5Jf3^T**  "^^^  "^"^  and  round  in  his  bra^,' 
one  subject  of  tlje  new  explttaye.*  mf 

^' I  wouldn't  advise  you  t^;"  he  said.!&sing  her  and 
;  Jjjpspft  round  chtek  between  his  thumb  and  finger.    " 
Jl„  ^^*''  ^a""  ^  ^^^  ^^  i"»^y  *  ^^'ade  too  innoceht    /  know 
SSn?\?    ^JS**"**  you,  and  I  would  quite  fed  in  what  way  you 
mS  «i  n  JSi5S,P'**^?y^  ^*^  »t  »n^e  sameUght:  AU 

men  are  n«ll|^feimnded  as  you  are,  Maimie.    He'd  probably 

fftf yg^  "nJlHi^^?;  ¥°^^  ^^  Ws  dub  andhiSSSS 

iifn^S^"  f^!!!i«T!Sf^"^lJ^,'TO"  who*re  too  simpler 

Sh  ^"n^?*l  ^°°'V  '^^^  ^  K'^*  *o  bc^original.  aMi  beUeve  Jou 

a2^^:^^ ^^'  <sy^*^y smii5«aiSidS)  " SS. 

^*lttiPymt8«oh*  darting,  you  know  I    Nobody,  on  «arth 


'ii 


^J 


I*' 

1  f 


TA 


Xi 


thtok  ft  iw*^  witngr  to  Idss  him.  Oh,  Syjfcejr/'  clasping  her  fcandt 
ecstaticaHy.  'his  moustache,  my  dear  boy— why;  there,  his  mous- 
tach^  idecM  t,  it  used  to  b^  so  scraggy,  and  now  it's  grown  just 
simpjl  di^icious  I "  ,      ''   ' 

'      ^"l^^f  ®"*^«^^*»  ^<^  ^<J  ^  ^nd  <a«ssfagl 

Maimie,"'  he  said,  '*do  you  ktiow,  there  fan't  anothei 
in  all  London  who  d  venture  to  talk  that  way  about  another 
»  '4  ^?  T*".  j^  husband.^  And  there  isn't  another  husband  in  all 
London  who  d  let  his  wife  talk  to  hik  that  way  abou>another  fel- 
low. YouTe  reaUy  too  open-h>arted  altogether,  littTe  woman,  and 
rm  not  sure  that  I  m  doing  right  in  not  stopping  you.  For  your 
own  sake,  darling,  you  must  moderate  your  transports.  It  ish't 
usual,  you  know;  it  isn't  cohvenUonal;  it  isn't  what  people  are  at 
aU  accustomed  to.  Alone  here  with  me,  of  course,  it  doesn't  matter  - 
top  least  bit  m  the  world;  but  you'd  say  exacUy  the  very  same 
:  Gangs,  I  feel  sure,  if  half  4he  dowagers  in  London  society  were'^ 
listemog  to  you,  and  that  would  seem  awfully  queer  to  them." 

Mairoie  threw  herself  down  in  the  one  easy-chair,  held  her  two 
arm^up  behind  her  head  in  the  mostbecoming  and  listless  attitude, 
and  said  with  her  sunniest  and  brightest  smile : 
"Now  go  on.  Continue  the  lecture.  I'm 
going  to  give  me  a  lecture,  Sydney." 
^i'ta  lecture.  darUng? .  To  you,  Maimie?  Why,  you  dear  litUe 
bit  of  floatmg  thistledown,  what  on  earth  wou|d  be  the  use  of  scold- '  ■ 

mg  you;  I  wonder?    I  only  meant •'  •- 

"  There  now,  3ydney,  I  knew  it  was  coming.**         x  -  ,..  „,,. 

Sydney  bent  down  with  a  broad  smile,  and  kissed  hcrtendeijy.  1 
It  isn  t  coming,  he  answered,  with  a  good  hard  pinch,  "  and 
you  know  it  isn  t,  Maimie,  as  well  as  I  do.  I  won't  say  another 
word  am)ut  it.  I  love  you  just  as  you  are;  innocence  and  trans- 
ports and  kisses  and  all;  darhng ;  and  I  don't  care  twopence  myself 
wither  you  kiss  Adrian  Pym  or  not,  out  jof  thfe  fulness  of  your 
Beat,  you  dear  old  thing,  you.  .So  there's  another  for  youwelf, 
and  two  of  them,  too,  and  that  closes  the  subject  entirely  for  the 
present.  ;<:,  -'"     '\  \-^    '    .'■:.•■  .  •^:,.>-; 

Maimie  leaned  back  In  the  chair  with  "her  eyes  shut,  and  threw 
back  her/head  (half  unconsciously)  59  as  t<3i  show  off  the  full  white 
beautiful  neck  in  ail  its  voluptuousness  to  tifiei  greatest  advantage 
Sydney  Chevenix  thought,  as  he  gazed  at  her  lovindy  that  momenUic 
had  never  before  seen  her  in  his  life  look  so  absofutely  and  statu^ 
esqdely  beautiful.  No,  not  statuesquely ;  for  the  colc|r  in  her  cheeks 
was  higher  than  usual,  and  the  excitement  of  the  interview  with 
Adnan  Pym  had  left  her  face  even  more  than  ordinalrily  flushed 


■->. 


i'm  quite  suxt  you're 


THRt 


.     ^^^^OTTT^^S^rMOor^riSSk^at  herl^^OT^^S' 
though  her  eyes  were  closed  tightly,  felt  by  ihstinS  that  he  was 
lookiiu^  hard  at  her.  ^  "        . 

'^  Amt  a  while,  she  opened  her  big  eyes  with  a  mSi^m  fl^th  and 
•dad  ndth  much  show  of  yvifelyintStsts  -«««•"««»  ««• 


'-Is 


lis 


ypox  MA4;xr/£'s  SAxm 


'no*-''*  ■>».' 
-   V 


?*. 


the  grfeatcst,  ftuhfaiy  mvention  of  the  present  ctfnturv  she  Swmiil 

'Why,  Maimi*^"  he  add.  "  you  don't  know  whatffreSdfeSvwi 
iS-K  I?  ^e«n  maktog  to-day.  I've  found  out  someE  SS^ 
pDl^hr  revolutionize  hencioi^  a^^^ 

£?^  «f  ^f^    i^  ^^""**  out^somcthing  that  may proveta 

^•^And  ynk  they  mjke  you  a  ko^t  for  it.  do  ym  thinks  ^ 

w^i^ii^Pfe  '^ ''^T"/  Why.  what  a  funiiy  notion!  How 
your  dear  httte  woman's  brain  does  jump  to  conclusions!  A  man 
rmm  never  have  dreamt  of  thinking  o?  thi  no^  Wefl  n^I 
dmi't  suDpose  they'U  knight  me  aU  at  on<»for  i^^biat  wild  li 
gdng  ahead  very  fast  indeed.  Maim,>     ^S\Z  »Sr^rT.P* 


■^' 


*r 


■i'  . 


Krt^ 


&3. 


•3^5       *  « lui^nmooa,  u  inat  s  toy  s«ap>f  consolation  to  you.  daiw 

^A'  •  •  Ok  ves.    They Ve  knightedTots  of  feUows  for'oSvi^ 

S5^  "ESi!*^  "^^  «'  JS«»  <>'•  rifle,  and  I  shoidd  tSik Te^ 

SS^^^  W^  t,°^T^  "^^^  ^0»r  nift-who  invented  a  toS?  ' 
fiwj^d  fevaluable  explosive  for  iStaiy  purposes."  ^^^ 

.       Perhaps  thw  might  even  give  him  a  peeraee  "  Maimt^Mniow 

Sydney  laughed.  "^       j 

fcW  J^*Y  ^"  '*^.  ^""*P'  Matofe,"  he  answired  gafly.  smiothimr  her 

woman  an  mch,  and  she  takes  an  cU:  all(^w  her  a  knitrhthoM  Jt^t^ 
jc^t  for  her  husband,  and  she  straighi^y^  fe  f^^^* 
tag  the  future  and  making  it  a  peerag^    No;  f  don't  suoixwe  dar^ 
II1&  in  any  case,  it'd  run  to  a  pS^.    The  House  Sf^Z^Sd;^^ 

fflS' &S5S^f  ^  alt<pthf^heredi^^^        donfa^f 
With  m  Ettgknd.  long  before  the  time  arrives  at  which  my  new  ».  i 
fiSr  'gS'.^^nc^^vably  constitute  a  claim  to  be  miSJa^rSi 
l»ron.    Stjn.its  a  very  nice  Uttie  useful  family  explosiw  for  3' $ 

fA     Look  here.  Maimfe.you'U  be  quite  astwislLiT^itdoS" 
i««isce  me  fire  ttpw  at  this  piece  of  l>oSd  here^  «  wnai  it  aoet. 

—     Hr^  mil' liiT- ft  tl.i.il.  1.1— J*—    .i,      -    -  


^■ 


,\ 


^__\z~~    "         rr,  .  .  «jma  piece  Of  Doarq  nere. .  \^,„ 

£35  2S*f  ^*r*^**&r«"«^**  *"^  through-^d  loaded  the  oistol  tSl 
SS^.nr!*!!£lL"^.*ir*»"*^<^<»^^^  ThenhTputfa* 
Si^SS'^Jf"!^'^  5"*^"y  **  the  eitemporiied  target  "^tSJ 
%!■  ndther  imok^  nor  ^«h,  nor  Mohilof  i^npowdiifM  b^«r 


:'^ 


^^w*' 


VS„\- 


4PTUED  SCIENCE, 


119 


, . lalc;  tookfn^  intently  at  the  board,  saw  a  hole  drilled  sud* 

'  deqty,  as  if  by  magic,  in  the  very  centre,  through  which^the  gasUi^ 
from  the  burier  behind  shone  luridly.  The  b^et  had  passed  4:Ie;aa 
through  the  board,  and  buried  itself  in  the  thick  wooden  padding  at 
the  end  of  the  laboratory. 

Maimie  laughed  and  clapped  her  hands  childishly—she  thouglit 
Sydney  would  like  to  see  she  felt  a  proper  interest  in  his  neMLipven* 
tion.  Then  she  took  up  the  pistol  agam  from  his  hands,  ai^a  as*"  ^ 
cautiously:      >  , 

"Is  it  loaded,  Sydney?' 


,^,  now  n  worics.  1 «  loaa  11  agam  lor  you  to  tiy  witfr:  only ,».«« 

i^  ^  must  aim  straight,  and  be  awfully  particular.''  ■ 

"  Oh,  how  nice  1 "  Maimie  cried  eagerly.  •«  Fanqr  being  the  vety 
first  petson  in  the  whole  '^orid,  except  the  original  inventor,  ever  to 
try  a  new  discoveiy  1    I  shall  alwa^  be  awgUy  pioud  of  i^  Syd» 

Sydn^  loaded  the  pistol  at  ottte^  and  handed  it  back  to  her  with 
a  smile  of  rea)  triumph.  \ 

^  "  Mind  yoii  don't  hurt  yourself,"  he  said  cautiously.  «HdId  it 
wdl  away  from  you.  It's  y«y  explosive  and  dangerous  stuffVV  tt 
goes  o£F  with  the  faintest  pressure  on  the  trigger,  nund  you."      \ 

"  Will  it  burst  in  my  hands  ?  "  Maimie  a^d,  hesitating,  and  Irt* 
ting  themuzzle  point  upward  as  she  spoke  toward  the  ceiOng  of  tlul 
laboratory. 

I  Sydney  sdzed  her  band  in  haste,  and  turned  the  muzzle  horizonp 
tal  in  some  trepidation. 

I  *•  No,  it  won't  burst,"  he  answered  smiling;  <*biit  i£  it  goes  off 
polntiqg  up  like  that,  Maimie,  itil  smash  throu^  the  Cftib'iig  in  half 
\  second,  and  into  the  breakfiEist-room,  and  km  cook  or  soip^body, 
and  then  of  course  youll  be  had  up  for  manslaughter  rjght  oft.  littla 
woman."'  ,...'" 

'    Maimie  shuddered  a  visible  shudder  with  her  exprateive  thoul- 
d«rs,  and  held  the  pistol  at  arm's  length  tfanidly  before  her. 
I    ;*ShaU  I  fire,  Sydney? "she  asked,  polntiog  towaxd  the  tainst 
Mith  her  finger  on  the  trigger.  ''  • 

/     -Fire  away,"  Sydney  answered  briskly. 

Maimie's  forefinger  pulled  the  trigger  with  some  tremulousf  m* 
Anin  there  was  no  smoke  or  flash  or  tumult,  but  9he  fdt  the  butt- 
end  kick  a  little  agahist  her  urm  as  far  as  the  shoulder,  and  saw 
another  big  round  nole  come  not  wiy  far  from  the  centre  of  the 

tteget.         „^      '   ■-       ' 4^    .     .  ...,■, 

-;  ywnniiid  IndeMi-  Sydney  cacdalmed,  appEiidlng.  *Why, 
Maimie,  you've  made  a  rqnilar  bull's-eye !  Anybod/d  say  you'd 
Dten  accustomed  all  your  life  to  constant  practising." 

*So  I  have,"  Maimie  answered  laughuigiy.  *^Poor  papa  naed 
S?  ""rf?  Eli;  Pn»«<*»«  »t  *  t*nfet  with  a  nisty  naval  pistol  down  it 
MK  oM  Silbiiiy.   He  said  it  prevented  woqif  1  Iran  bavii^  oanMk 


\   '« 


.'^^Z-;'A:-W^'''- 


two 


^  ^M  SiAniilE*^  SAJtS, 


Jj^Sf"*?.**^**  golds,  and  ^metimes  centres.  But  I  don't  seem  onllf 
hot  S^^^nS'^^'^""  of  you«  Sydney.  It  looks  u^caSSTs^mS 
ftow.    It  goes  off  too  smooth  and  fast  and  sudden,  don't  you  knowL 


murderers,  and  burglars,  and  such-like  people?    vSlsef  Aw 

^vSii^r'  <=r"^»t  a  murder  >yith  it  qOite  3enljf  aSd  n^^ 
ever  hear  or  know  anything  abdut  it."  ""uwy  a 

uX^'r^^Jlf'^  *"^**  *  ""jy  '''^^'■^"^  "W^^"'  yo"  Jmow,  Sydney/* 
Maunic  retorted,  growing  quite  ai^menttt^.  "  If  a  maii  useJ  a 
faufe.  he  must  be  clbse  up  to  the  ^rson  helwkes.  and  ^ht^^i 

?n?  iuJ^^u  *"*  '*2««^^  *  ^^^^'  ^'  "»««  or  less,  defend  hSnS? 
^1  L^H*^5  murderer  gets  blood  on  his  cloS.  of  couS^Sd 

iSt^JS^  An?'"?;K '^  ^^'^  ?  """J*'  *^^^*=«  °^  o»«'s  detects  hto 
afterward.    And  with  a  pistol  and  ordinary  gunpowder,  thw's  a 

&fdl1fS^f^'^"  see.  that  excites  atteSio^  K?£  S?S,J.r! 
dercr  identified  at  once.  But  with  this  dreadful  new  5uff  of  yours 
It  seems  to  me  a  man  can  pop  his  head  out  of  a  window  anvwh««! 
quite  unobserved,  and  shoSt*anybody  dovra  fa  the Tt?S^t  •  S?d ^ 
SSSS*^Lr"/-?*K^™P  down  dfad  ill  of  a  Men  S^^Io^S 
SlSS;yiiS^-  te?^\*°J?^*^*'  t^"»  "P  ^d  see  there  was  a  bS- 

|5^^ VhtS  d?^^n'L&2'^^'^  ^  ^^"^ ''  ^  ^^'y  ^^ 


^yj  ..W.WO  «iuc3iiuu  lo  sciuc,  1  aamit.    But  I  don  t  think  it's  reallv 

t  ^^o^KS;;^ ~f°^P*^  ^^'^  *^^  Y^"*^  *<>  the  nation  of 'S 
jn  extraordinary  explosive-the  secret  of  which,  of  course.  I  sh3 

kern  to  mvself  and  our  own  Govemment--^peciaUy  fa  dealing  with 
SSt  2X  S:To?«,  ^"^^  ^^^y  ^«"PPOS^«^  8om?S7t  ^cS 

31^  «L^Ik°'  r^  ^Tu^J^lT'^  **»«y  '^^^^J*'  ««n«J  a  few  dozen 
•dected  sharp-shooters  i>ut  behind  the  enemy  somewhere,  and  pick 

hSn^^J^r"/  ^^"^  nigger  feUows  at  once,  without  tSir  Iv^ 

tw  "?^  f  .'g!^"!  stampede  there'd  be.  as  soon  as  they  mw  thWr  mim 

•We  of  them  I    They^  nm  away  m  masse  as  &rd  as  ever  their  I«ra 
guW  carry  them.    Wd  never  have  been  s^  f sSStpcdfinlS 
****i?^^'*  ^^^^i^  ">«"  "»n  »^y  from  HezelSF^     ■ 
iuiinit  smiled  a  smOt  of  recognition-«bt  had  rud  u  far  it 


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Ait  In  tlje  Bible,  aiid  recollected  the  circumsiance  In  question  some* 
what  vaguely— but  she  shuddered  at  the  same  time  with  a  little 
•huda^r  of  genume  hortor,  as  she  answered  back : 

"Oh,  Sydney,  how  on  earth  can  a  dear,  kind,  good  fellow  like 
you  talk  in  that  way  abqpt  bowling  people  over  ?  Just  fancy  I  a  lot 
of  poor,  helpless,  imorant  negroes  lying  bleeding^  all  around  one 
dymg  on  the  ground  I  And  to  think  that  that's  what  you're  work- 
tag  and  schemme  for— here  at  ea^  in  your  own  house— you,  who 
are  so  clever,  and  so  wise,  and  so  gentle.  I  wonder  you  don't  trv 
Instead  to  mvent  something  to  cure  the  toothache:'  I  cafi't  undeii 
stand  how  you  can  ever  go  on  inventing  explosives.  Don't  tell  the 
•eaet  to  anybody,  Sydney !    Don't,  there's  a  dear,  good,  sweet  old 


Consider  the  harm  you  might  be  the  means  ^of 


k)ve  of  a  husband  t 
doing." 

She  spoke  persuasively,  and  Sydney  thought  at  that  moment  he 
could  almost  have  given  up  his  legitimate  hopes  of  fame  and  repu- 
tation  for  the  sake  of  one  tinyXender  kiss  from  her  pretty  little  npe 
rosy  hps  there.  But  he  loaded  the  pistol  carelessly  once  more,  and 
handed  it  to  her,  saying  as  he  did  so:  "*c,«ia 

"  Just  you  try  it  igain,  at  the  target.  Malmle.  It's  lovely  when 
vou  get  used  to  it  I  ve  been  firing  away  myself  all  the  afternoon 
for  pwe  pleasure  at  my  own  invention.    Have  another  shot,  and  see 

Maimic  took  the  pistol  from  his  hands  with  a  womanish  reluc 
tance,  and  fired  once  more  at  the  target  opposite.  The  rebound 
seemed  even  Ughter  than  before,  and  the  buUet  went  maricallv. 
dean  through  the  board,  to  Maimie's  intense  deKght  and  anuse^ 
ment  It  was  just  the  sort  of  thing  she  loved  doing.  There  was  a 
»eato<ss  and  concinnity  about  the  way  it  worked  that  charmed  her 
auldish  mind  unspeakably. 

"Do  l<»d  again,"  she  cried,  "Sydney!  I  love  It  awfully.  It's 
^!l'^"^"h'?*'  a  more  toy.  you  know—only  to  amuse  one's  self 
With.  I  think  it  s  really  a  lovely  invention.  I  could  go  on  firinir  all 
the  eventog." 

"So  couH  I,"  Sydney  answered,  reloading  quickly.  "Uove  to 
see  the  noiseless  effect  produced  so  instantaneously  on  the  boani 
opposite  one.  It  seems  to  like  the  'Arabian  Nights.'  You  ptiU  a 
trigger,  and  hi,  presto !  a  man  falls  down  dead  at  once  before  you." 

"  Would  it  go  throurfi  a  man  like  that  ?  "  Maimie  asked,  shud- 
dering,  even  as  she  fired* 

"To  be  sure  it  vrould.  Clean  through  him  at  a  shot.  Its  ex* 
JHorive  force  is,  weight  forvreight.  about  fourteen  times  that  of  gun- 
Jpowder.   You  don  t  care  for  the  exact  decimals,  I  suppose,  do  ymi  ?/•* 

^il4ten4toowwhat^det4inahare»f'»Smr."Mate 


with  a  httlc  toss  of  her  pretty  round  head ;  "  but  I  don't  like  to  think 

l*out  a  bullet  maldng  a  great  hole  like  that  right  through  a  human 

^^'  K  ^  **  *^'""y  T^y^  °'  y*^'  Sydney,  to  go  inventing  new 

^riSli^^      ^"^  feUow^crtatUTM.    Load  the  piirtol  agdn  for 


'%  1 


^..w 


MVM  MAIMTE*S  SAJOt, 


■V4 


'   f 


Sydney  laughed,  and  loaded  gaily. 

"You  don t  seem  to  have  much  practical  objection  to  the  c» 
plosiv^  an;rhow.  he  said,  handing  it  back  to  her.  ••  Ybb  snniear  to 
fike  finng  It  jtut  as  well  as  I  do."  «ff«w  w 

MmmfiGrid  and  handed  the  pistol  back  a  fourth  time.         •    'V 
«£i2^  ^  ^ffi  ^V^""  shootingior  ever,"  she  answered  meiriiy. '  ^^ 
SJrdrt^  loaded  for  her  three  or  four  times  mofe^  and  then  a  sui^'- 
'  den  ouaint  fancy  struck  him  forcibly.  ^f  **v-^  * 

"lUwk  here/'  he  said,  handier  her  the^jiistoL     «I<*Tsee 
whether  )rou  could  knock  over  a  rej  Uve  niggerT    111  go  and  chalk 
my  own  size  upon  the  board  yonder,  and  you  shaU  try  whether  you 
can  cover  me.    Practise  at  a  man,  in  short :  bowl  him  over  in  emv 
possible  part :  try  first  his  heart,  then  his  head,  then  disable  his  le«/ 
jm£ao  on  till  ;^ou  re  really  a  proficient  amateur  sharp-shooter.    &« 
&eiie,.Maunie,   andhc  tdmed  hisbacktoher  overbythetaiwt   "I 
tbaU  take  this  fresh  piece  of  board  and  chalk  my  figure  out  m  black  ^ 
upon  It.    Head  here :  that's  about  my  height :  the  shadow  from  the  "S 
gas  does  admirably  to  chalk  it  by.    Now  shouldere-that-'a  riieht : 
^°"i!Sf  c^J"^  *  ^^t"^^.  topractfae  upon  if  youll  wait  a  momaif ' 
•.II,       '  ^^J^^^'jJif^l^^,  *^'  ^^^  *e  P»tol,  "hoW  can  you 
talksovi^dreadfoUvJ    I  won't  do  it.    Ill  nwer  do  it,    1  coulii't 
even  fire  at  a  man  s  shadow." 

"  Nonsense,  Maimie  t  It's  nothing  when  you're  used  to  it  Yoo 
must^aim  at  the  heart,  you  know.  That  wifl  kiU  him  instanUy." 
5?  ^i,!w  **?  n»nied  to  her.  "Aim  not  too  high  nor  too  low, 
but  straight  for  the  heart,  httle  woman.  About  thispoint,  you  se& 
Jjere  1  put  a  cross  upon  him  That'll  bring  him  do\m  thi  ins^ 
lies  hit,  as  dead  as  a  doornail.  '  ^^ 

_^A8^rdney  spok<^  Maimie's  hand  raised  itself  to  the  exact  atti- 
toide,  and  hdd  the  pwtol  poised  point-blank  at  Sydney's  back  whflc 
be  stood  there  marking  the  black  cross  above  the  heart  ol  his 
iinaginaiy  figure. 

*  ™  #f2f*  .P2S*  ^''u  "^^  through  him,  Sydney,*'  she  said,  ^ 
awiylace.  •*  Before  he  knew  where  he  was,  he'd  be  lying  dead 
down  upon  the  rug  there.    Ugh  I  how  horrible  I "  ^   *  ™*", 

At  that  moment  her  face  flushed  suddenly,  and  a  terrible  thourfit 
■wept  with  a  flash  across  her  whirling  brain— so  terrible,  that  even 
compUcent  httle  Maimie  grew  pale  as  death  at  the  bare  idea  of  It. 
2l2**  ^Ti'  T*  had  said  that  veiy  afternoon  to  Adrian  Pym,  as 
they  walked  down  Primrose  HiH  together?  "If  anything iiidd 
evar  happen  to  dear  old  Syditey,  yS  know.  Adrian  ™  the  rort 
was  suesce. 


4: 


'/ 


M^onjrtWng  should  ever  happen  to  dear  old  iSydne 


/. 


S^e  held  her  hand  trembling  upon  the  trigger.  Sydney,  all  un- 
SrSSSi^iS  ^*«*Wn«;  <>»»'  the  arms  and  fingm,  with  his  hiuik 
^  sceaddy  tamed  towardlier.    A  single  motion  of  that  little  foie- 


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■%'^- 


1^*^ 


bmr  66MS, 


m 


fef JfT^?^  ^^^*?  ^  It  requires  such  a  vm  tiny  poU  to  &«  »* 
P  S I  ■  *ny<Wng  sJ»ould  happen  to  dear  old  Bydneyl  But  what 
could  happen  to  him  ?  Oh,  heavens,  what  an  awful  eternity  of  hes|. 
tation  I  How  easy  one  pulls  the  UtUe  trigger  I  A  faint  impulse,  a- 
waveniw  movement,  a  sudden,  half-unconscious  jerk  of  the  forefin-' 
ger,  and  then —  :•       v  ^^*    "^ 

No  noise,  no  cry,  no  sound  of  any  sort.  But  Sydney,  turning 
round  to  her  slowly,  clapped  his  hand  like  lightning  upon  bi»fi^ 
brca^  and  murmured  in  a  dazed  and  stupefied  manner :      '    ^  *  -  f 

«  Yott  have  shot  me,  Maimie.  Shot  me  1  Shot  w^I  How  on 
Uith  did  yott«ver  manage  to  do  that,  darting  r* 


CHAPTER  XXIV. 


0^^**^f 


•4 


t- 


STDNjiV  GOIS.        .  "^ 

•      .-,  •■    ■'  ■         .  .      ''  ■■■"..    ■  .     ■      ■■    ■■  -,  >'i 

With  a  little  svppressed  scream  of  horror  and  agony,  Maimie 
"-— he?  "P  at  once,  trembling  in  ev*iy  limb,  to  where  S^ey  was 
??«M'  °5.***"  staggering,  over  by  the  tareet  Though  she  had 
.  pidled  the  trigger  by  a  voluntary  effort,  well  Imowing  at  the  fastwit 
what  she  wras  domg,  she  didn't  even  yet  fuUy  realize  the  true  effects 
r  ??f  terrible  momentary  impulse.  Sydney  stood  looking  at  her 
teadoiy,  with  his  hand  stiU  pressed  irf  a  breathless  fashion  against 
ms  rtght  breast ;  and  Maimie  felt  in  some  vague,  uncertain  way  that 
the  buflet  must  have  passed  richt  through  his  body,  and  come  out 
at  the  spot  where  his  hand  was  held  with  convulsive  tightness.  Sh3 
flung  her  arms  around  h^iMS|M  wildly,  and  cried^  a  voice  ol 
aeadiy  terror :  'w    -^v  "^ts-^^  ■■  -     ■      >  1 

"Sydne:jr, .Sydney !  my  darting 5y^,hiiv^t  kiUed you-4iave  I 

,  « I  don't  know,"  Sydney  answered  slowly,  staggering  to  a  chair 
Mm  a  dnmken  man.  "  The  buUet  must  have  pas^  jult  bctow  the 
Jgt  liu^:  Its  bleeding  profusely.    Make  me  a  bandagc-<|uick, 

Mahnie  tore  the  lltUe  white  table-cover  to  pieces  in  a  second, 
and,  opening  his  waistcoat,  passM  it  hastily  round  his  body  ovtside 
the  shirt,  so  as  just  to  staunch  the  external  bleeding.  '  T*-^ 

T  V  "  **JLS*?"^''!  she,«ri«»'  "  my  own  darting  I  fhave  IdUed  you  I 
Ihai^faUedypu!    Oh,  Sydney  f  I  have  S3  voal "  ___  ^ 

~l^S^^J°^^<iW^^^f  "  Si5h^  aS&  Bu^.  llto 
Jhwthseenied  to  be  ebbing  fast    "CHd  it  go  off  in  your  band  by 

Maimie  flung  herself  passionately  on  the  floor  at  his  feet 

^.uS^*?' J."***  *^"'  *****•""?  «*"»*?*»'  to  his  fiw^  simple  uA 
trathfia  and  dinct  ^«v«r.    "You  ^  ney^  ftu^  mSTYm 


'*5!i 


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M 


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FOJt  MAIMIS*S  SAJTM, 


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can't  fdiive  me.  It's  too  horrible  to  tell  you.  ...  My  MUng,  nq 
'darling,  I  did  it  on  purpose.  .  -.  .1  meant  to  shoot  you.  I  don^ 
know  what  devil  put  it  into  my  heart,  my  darlinc^,  my  darling,  but  I 
pulled  the  tri^^er  deliberately.  I  knew  I  was  snooting  you.  I  did 
It  intentlQnally.    I  meant  to  shoot  you." 

Sydney  staggered  madly  tp  his  feet  - "  ; 

"You  meant  to  shoot  me,  Maimie !"  he  cried  with  convuldve 
energy,  laying  his  hand  tenderly  upon  her  crisp  black  locks.  "  Ydli 
meant  to  shoot  me,  darlfng.  My  God!  my  God!  what  is  this 
you're  saving  to  me !  Tell  me,  tell  me,  before  I  die,  why  in  Heaven's 
name  did  you  vjdsh  to  shoot  me  ?  " 

Maimie  crouched  terrified  kt  his  feet  and  clung  to  his  knees, 
with  head  hung  down,  as  she  answered  in  a  low  but  perfectly  artic« 
ulate  voice :  ^  ^  ■ 

"  It  was  Adrian  Pj-m,  Sydney.  Adrian  Pym  made  me  think  of 
it.  I  said  to  Adrian  this  afternoon — I  met  him  up  on  Prinux>se 
Hill— 'If  anything  were  ever  to  happen  to  dear  old  Sydney, 
Adrian—'" 

Sydney's  voice  failed  hinl  for  a  moment.  He  stood  there,  daz- 
zled, stunned,  and  speechless,  struck  through  the  heart  a  thousand 
times  Worse  than  when  the  bullet  h^d  passed  lEhrough  his  bbdy^ 
seconds  earlier. 

"  Then  you  meant  to  shoot  me,  just  to  get  rid  of  me,  so  that 
mirilt  many  Adrian,  Maimie  ? "  he  said  at  last,  very  slowly, 
quftc  pitifully. 

•^  Oh,  Svdney  I  Oh,  my  darling  I  It  was  a  moment's  impulse. 
I  hardl;^  knew  what  I  was  doing!  I  do  love  him  so  dearly, 
Sydney. '       ,  i  » 

The  wounded  man  paused  irresolute  for  half  a  second,  as  if 
stnipk  with  palsy.  Then  he  disengaged  Maimie's  arms  from  about 
his  knees  with  tender  solicitude,  and  staggered  over  to  the  lal^ora- 
tory  vmtin^-table. 

"This  IS  a  bad  business,  dear  little  woman,"  he  said,  stroking 
her  head  gently  vdth  his  left  hand  (for  she  had  followed  him  over 
to  the  table,  and  flung  herself  opce  more  in  aeony  at  his  feet).    "  If 


you 
but 


why  oiant  you 

trust  me  and  tell  me  beforehand,  and  let  us  two  plan  it  Carefully  to* 
gether,  instead  of  shootin?  me  offhand  in  this  foolish,  open,  uncon-^ 
cealed  manner!    Unless  I  have  strength  enough  to  Write  a  letter,^ 
I'm  afraid,  Maimie,  they'll  go  and  hang  you— hang  you,  my  pet! — 
*""    w«J-5it    Oh,  my  darting!  my*^djffling,  it^  too  terrible  to 


you 


tteireft 


Maimie! 


."Sydney,  Sydney!  darling  Sydney,  you  won't  die,  will  jou? 
Oh,  don't  die,  Sydney— don't  tell  me  I've  really,  really  killed  you?'* 

Svdney  drew  the  pen  and  paper  to  him  as  he  answered  feeb^^ 
for  aU'the  Ume  he  wgs  bleeding  withoyt  pause : 

"If  I  can  possibly  do  it,  fu  keep  alive  for  yoii,  (larling.    If  I 


ui 


,  mm" 


\ 


STDItBY  (k>M& 


m 


'^.n^  '  ^J^^».  I  *^  »*  "™ys«"  *>y  accident.    But  if  I  die, 
cZlW^t^    ^  **  *  ^^  ^^  ***  P'*'''^  yourself  iimS 

«e  took  up  the  pen  and  wrote  hastily  across  a  sheet  of  notei 
ppeh  Maimie  looked  oyer  his  shoulder  and  saw  the  words  as  he 
w^T»  11 /"*  ^1"^  ***^  ^^^  ^^^  trembling  fingers.  A  drop  of 
K^^if*""  ^'■°'"  ^^  wouna -upon  the  paper  whUe  he  wrote.  Sydney 
Wotjed  It  away  upon  the  blottmg-padin  haste,  and  went  on  writing 
without  taking  any  further  notice  of  U;  The  woixls  were  written  in 
his  brdinaiy  hand,  with  veiy  little  more  shaking  or  trejaulousness . 
thaii  might  easUy  have  been  accounted  for  by  the  cirtumstahces  he 
imagined  m  them. 

''dIsarest  Maimie: 

hi  am  tired  of  life.  My  reasons  for  shooting  myself  will  never 
lown  to  you.  But  I  am  about  to  take  my  own  life,  and  I  beg 
jjg^^eness  for  what  I  am  doing.    Good-bye  for  ever,  darling 

"  Your  loving  Husband, 

'  Sydney  Chevenix.' 


time  to  save^^ou !  Now  go.  little  wife.  Go  at  once.  I W  of 
ypu,  I  implore  you.  I  must  be  left  here  to  die  alone,  or  all'slbst 
Go  up  t^your  own  room,  darUng.  and  try  not  to  let  anyone  see  you 

5S!nf/*5Sf-    ^V"  ^""^   u^™  '=**™^  **»  ^^^^'^^o'"  ^^  f'ere  tiU  Just 
Sr^^?*  J^^  ^°  "»y  b«s«  meanwhile  to  live.    Goatonce;go» 

,    Afeimie^'tHrew  her  arms  .around  him  once  more  with  a  wild 

g^tujrof  utter  despair,  and  sobbed  out  frantically .  "  ^"»  *  ^«» 

"Oh,  Sydney,  Sydney,  I  can  never  leave  yoiu  I    My  darling,  mv 

fcJ'^jrT'!K°n  ^^  '°  ™^ '    ^*^^*^^^  *^«y  »^^^  me  or  whethJ 
iney  don  t,  I  shall  never,  never,  never  leave  you."  » 

fastSv/honw""**  ^"  clasping  arms. again  with  a  little  ciyof 

i    "Oh,  Maimie,"  he  said,  "what  ever  are  you  doing,  sweetheart? 

You've  got  the  horrid  tell-tale  blood  smeaJed  aU  ovCT^rourXar 

¥K.!:*  *7?^  •'  u^.  »' once,  darling,  and  put  it  on  the  chair  here. 

There,  that's  nghtl    Now  for  Heaven's  Sake  don't  come  a  stS 

nearer  to  me.    Go,  go,  go  at  once-for  God's  sake  go,  I  teU  you-- 

or  else  the  ^pie's  lost  for  ever."  ®  ' 

_    "Never,  'Maimie  cried,  flinging  herself  with  clasped  hands  into 

^easj-chain^Xdoj^tjMrewheto^^^ 

•^  never  leave  you,  myhusband,  my  darling/'  — r--.i.~ 

.«/iT*^  **k "  ??  **i*  ,?'**f  '^^^  waistcoat  with  fast-filling  hand% 
JK?  SS?"*  *i^  **£*L5f"  o^thc  table-cover  around  his  boify,  undtf 
Ae^    At  k«  did  to,  he  looked  through  his  clothes  at  2S 


^it 


w 


rOX  MAOilE^S  SAMtv 


**0  God/*  he  cried,  as  he  saw  the  direction  of  the  bullet,  "tl^ 
i^  a  worse  business  than  even  I  thought  it  was.  Maimie,  I  mikst  try  to 
live  ifm^your  salce.  If  eVer  I  die,  it'll  be  all  up  with  you.  That  was 
a  foolish  letten  to  write.  I've  no  strength  or  nerve  left  now  to  write 
another  one.  But  even  the  letter  will  never  save  you,  I'm  terribly 
afa^d.  I  The  doctors  will  all  know  as  soofi  as  they  see  it,  such  a 
Wou&a  as  that /could  never  possibly  be  self-inflicted. 

Maimie  sat/ still  in  the  chair,  roddng  herself  ma(^  to  and  frO,  as 
she  had  done  pat  afternoon  at  Primrose  Hill,  and  muttering  in  an 
jgonised  voice : 

"  Oh,  Syd^key,  Sydney,  befdre  you  die,  say  you  foi^g^ve  m^  spy 
y^ufoiigivenlel" 

''Forgive /you,  my  dariin^,"  Sydney  answered  with  a  fresh  access 
<A  strenraL  i  ''There's  nothing  to  forgive,  Maimie-!  It  was  the  im« 
pulse  of  a  ijboment  i  know  what  you  are,  darling!  A  child,  a 
dear  little,  ample,  innocent  child,  Maimie.  If  every  one  else  would 
only  look  i^  it  as  I  look  at  it,  they'd  kiss  you,  so,  and  foagive  you 
easihr."      ' 

As  he  s||K>ke,  he  leant  over  her  tenderly,  and  kissed  her  forehead. 

Maimie,  looking  up  at  him  in  agony  from  betweoi  her  clasped ' 
hands,  pre^»^  upon  her  face^  saw  to  her  surprise  th^t  he  had  man* 
^geA  to  put  on  his  big  ulster. 

"  Oh,  Sydney-r-husband— what  are  you  going  to  do  ?  "  she  cried 
in  sore  astonishment. 

Sydney  answered  onfy  half-inarticulately,  with  a  gurgling  sound 
low  in  his  throat :  ^4^*/^^^^^         r' 

"  Can't  die  here  and  let  yoit  get  takint,  Maimie.    Q(^g  (Wtside. 

,  Rhig  the  bell  jten  mjnutes  after  I'm  gone.    When  the  servants  come, 

tdi  them  Ira  out— blood  in  the  laboratory— ask  for  policeman. 

Keq[>  the  letter.    Very  important  the  letter.    One  more  kiss,  Mai* 

mi^    Good-byc--gooa-bye--good-bye  for  ever.'' 

"Sydney,  Sydney,  darling  Sydney— you  will  forgive  me  1  You 
don't  hate  me!' 

"Hate  you,  Maimie?  God  forbid,  my  darling.  I  lovie  you,  I 
love  you — as  deariy  as  ever."  - 

Sne  hekl  his  hand  and  tried  to  detain  him.    With  a  faint  wrench, 

Sydney  dra^iged  it  away,  and  turned,  staggering,  to  the  laboratcMry 

stairs.    He  stumbled  up  them,  b|eeding  as  he  went,  iwver  noticing 

even  that  the  kitchen<-qopr  stood  ajar  behind  him ;  up  the  stairs, 

^and  along  into  the  pasisage;  out  of  the  door,  and  into  the  cool 

"November  evening.    The  fresh  au*  revived  him  for  a  moment    He 

'  himself  on  for  twooty  yards,  and  thm  hailed  a  paaurin^ 


^ 


■fis 


h-    ^ 


The  man  stopped  and  looked  at  him  sugpiciouslv.  A  drunfcfltt 
IwreJ  But,  still,  a  gentleman.  With  ,a  supreme  eflfort,  Sydhcv 
nted  himself  somehow  from  the  kerb-ftone  into  ^  cab,  and  pim 
•bt  in  a  gurgling  vdce, 

*^R^rs  Fftric  Hospital." 

H«a  flUMoait  fajb  had  iaUen  back  hMvUf  npoii  tin  aaitaad 


■# 


■■'V.i> . 


^^^M 


19/ 


ward. 


utt^  unconsdotis  of  ail  dse  that  happened  to  him  afteiw 


When  Hannah  Gowland  came  up  in  answer  to  the  bell  ten  mhw 
S?e  ^;  ^rhXiSf  ,^"^"^^li^**"«  ^.^*  laboiafo^cS.'^ 


'&3V 


1t   !■ 


,av 


^ 


:"M 


CHAPTER  XXV. 
ANOTHE|^  BLOOD-SPOT. 


'rt-r.- 


-rf*?A*^A^  Gowland,  hd  ks  she  looked,  lifted  her  m&tnM 
I2r  ?S^^*^*^  ^'^f^  ^P  "*  **^''  annSiand  carried  her  safdytoS 

^iiuJ^^^u'  '^**^'''"  S*?  *=">^'  holdingrup  Maimie's  head  upon  the 
S^lSl"i^*^^*™-  "Bring  her  water  qulSdy I  A  little  sal  voktiki 
A  httle  brandy  or  something.  She's  faintedl  She's  fainted  I^e 
dw  sou  .  she^  fainted  .way  at  the  bare  sight  of  it  T^LbSS 
aj^hS^*  ^"^  ^''^'  "°^  Mr.  Chfvem,  isn't  alJS^ 
.  "  Blood  I "  the  housemaid  cried,  starting  back  suddenly.  "  Blood.' 
&ttSr4e??^'""^*   Why,w4onear3?do^ouffl; 

i»«?SIl?li^v^^  P"*®^  *^*^**  ^^  **>wel  to  Maimie's fbt«. 
head  with  tafimte  tenderness  as  she  answered  slowly,  *^*****^'*"^ 

^-•♦Irl:  !S-'  **'*.?y  ^^^'  ™"^*  *^ve  blown  himself  up  acd- 
kS.^i^^~"^^^'^?  ^™^  °^  ^"^  <»readful  chemicals  of  to 

Sn^lSSTK™*;*?:;*^  ri?  •  ^^.  ^-  Ch^venix,  poor  little  soS.  she? 
ne  iiflo  the  laboratoiy,  and  found  the  blood  Wg  aU  ^t  Ae 
iw  mfu'tK^^T^i  '^"'^  *ry  o«tri£ht^^th?  ^^i? 

^of  WclK^""  *^*'  tender-hearted,  Xe  couldn't  sSd  t£ 
Wh«t??{J^*  ^^/^"^'^  L"<?,cried  excitedly.  "Himl-him| 
S^nS?^?'"  '  ^"^^    ^'  ^^  ^^«  ^*^  ^^^  ^^^ 

^^i^^^!"'^^^^.^^  *°we*  a  second  time,  and  laid  it  fresh  ' 
S^^  te"**^*'**"^***^  holding  the  sal  volatile  anxiwS 
tofe^^  before  she  answered  curUy  fn  an  almost  contemptuoS 

hJ*^L^^l5'^'    ^  f"*^  ^i^*^"''  ^°^  what's  become  of 

wrauE^ine  laooiatmy  tor^famr.  f^MW"the  precious  w>llt  IvIf^ainlSSF 
there inthechairbythe fireside, and  I toofherup  and ci^lSrS 
^^  in  my  arms,  away  from  the  blood,  and  tKe  mess,  and  even^ 


-$« 


*^- 


ia6  fox  U4miE*S  SAX^ 

Locy  ran  hastfly  down  the  stairs,  and  along  the  passage,  and  oul 
Into  the  laboratoiy.   Blood  lay  everywhere  on  the  rug  and  floor,  but  * 
»pt  a  ^  of  Sydney  to  be  seen  anywhere..  She  glanced  hastUy  at 

?H?T?y  ^^^  ^^®^'..  A  letter  lay  upon  it,  beginning  with  the   > 
words. ''Dearest  Maimie."    It  was  in,  Sydney's  hindwriting.    She 
read  It  hastUy.    Great  Heavens  I  yes  I  it  wafi  too  true.  ,  MrJCheve- 
na  must  actually  have  gone  and  just  shot  himself.  •    ' 

She  rushed  up  with  the  letter  excitedly  to  Hannah.  »^ 

.     r^See.  seel  "she  cried  "he's  left  a  letterl    He's  left  a  letter! 
He s shot  himself,  Hannah!    It's  that  that's  killed  her."  ,      * 

Hannah  Gowland  took  the  paper  from  her  feUow-servant's  haii^  ^ 
with  languid  curiosity,  and  ran  her  eyes  down  it  hastily  and  care*« 
tessly.    As  she  did  so,  her  faqe  flushed  a  sudden  crimson,  andV   - 
Is      h*^i?  ^   ^^^^  ^^^^  and  feverish  in  the  middle  of  ti$^^ 

"He  wrote  tfrj^tl"  she  said,  half  to  herself,  folding  it  up  with- . 
care,  and  putting  it  cautiously  into  her  bosom.    "  He  wrote  that, 
did  hep—the  goodjoul I    He  did  right,    ^shouldn't  have  thoS 
he  had  it  u>  him !  Then  she's  aU  safe :  she's  sdl  safe,  thank  Heavoi  I 
Thev  won't  go  wronriy  suspecting  her,  anyljo^ 

At  that  moment  Maimie  opened  her  eyes  dreamily 

«n."3^*^4"  ^^^  ^^^'"  Hannah— Hannah,  wha&s^:  Chevenlx> 
Wheni^ishe?    How  is  he?"  ^  >^  -    cv«ii»r 

Hannah  soothed  her  mistress's  hair  with  her  hand  •  \ 
-If  ".L*l°"'y^°^' y?"  P?®*"  ^^'"  she  whispered  softly\  "  But  it's 
u    "ft,   ^^^  neednt  he  afraid.    He's  gone  out,  I  thiiik.    Per-, 
haps  he'll  come  batk  again."  «u^  *  uuim^   rer- 

^   Lucy  ran  hurriedly  downstairs  once  more,  and  began  to 
toe  the  haU  and  passage.    There  were  drops  of*  blood  lyine^ 
along  It,  and  out  of  th0  door,  and  down  the  door-steps.    She  ^e. 
back  and  whispered  to  Hannah,  "Mr.  Chevenix  must  have  crawled 

to  thS  fr^t  d^''  "™^^  ^^  ^^*^  ^^^  ^^^  ^*  passage 

"^ '     Hannah  shook  hdr  head  impatiently. 

.  •«  Uke  enough.'' she  said.  "  He  may  have  gone  out  and  crawled 
mto  the  street.  Perhaps  he  did,  and  perhaps  he  didn't.  But 
what  we  ve  got  to  do  now  is  to  look  after  this  poor  dear  precioito 

h .  .V°P^^  ¥^^  ^^  "&^*'  ^  ^V'  *o  ?o  ^d  shoot  themselves, 
ex^tedl  •  ^       '        ""^  clutched  tight  hold  of  her  arm,  and  cried 

1  "  ^X^Jl^y'  Sydney  I  oh,  where's  Sydney !  Send  rtuind  for  Toed* 
hm  and  Hetty,  Hannah.    Send  round  for  Jocelyn  to  ^e  and  c^ 

#  *'^*  4*?i '  ^nah  said  in  a  toftie  of  authority,  -  go  at  oni^ 
(Qf  Mr.  and  Mrs,  Cipriani.  Tell  them  they  mustn't  lose  a  smgld 
.tffiefflcnt.    And  on  the  way,  you  may.tell  t||e  poHcemanF'" 


"But 


#«w^ u?f  ^^  ^  H'^y  "^^ "^^^  °"* "^'^  "»™' she  took  dm 
.tolded  letter  from  her  breast,  read  it  over  again  and  again  with  • 
•earching  glance,  held  it  carefuUy  out  at  arm's  length,  md  then  oacf 


aavi 
wei 
kUd 
it  hi 


— SHnB. 


A 


"But  it's          ! 

b^.    Pws  |; 

toetom-   '.    1 

lying^ 
She  camV 
B  crawledV    -M 

v' 

1 

Bpassage    \   | 

i 

1  crawled     .  M 
a't.     But        ■ 

*■          \ 

precious       S 
Ives.              ,S 
Euid  cried       S 

> 
r 

3  atoneif       V 
a  8io£^      ^ 

took  ikcL      K 
n  with  •       H 
henoacf      .^K 

^t  S 

|_ 

.  difOTBSg  BlOOD^SPOr,        '        y    ,      ^  ' 

£^«u.^  rf  «»<»»PP«.  i.  bad,  WU..  4fc  t..i^^ 

Dcst  when  he  was  dre<»o<)  ':~^"J"«»cauv.     Jocelyn-alwavs  Ionlr*«i    ' 
«K*  a  crisis,  anither  woro4"?y|^J?Si^^?K'  '"»"«•  t""^ 

l«.Mp?>i^4«?/LV..'^ '»»«''''- voice,    "Wh«,b- 
*  hospitatV  somewhere  "  '     I  suppose  theyV<i  taken  him  to 


whatV  become^  fil#f 


ejtdtedlyr^-^«;y<n^^ 


u^t  mto  the  laboratoiy ;  and  tia/gj 


:.ii-«»«»S% 


V 


m 


i^t^^y 


MOM  JliA/MfS'S  SAJTM, 


'i.!^ 


I 


•Glw 


tbiood  was  lying,  on*  the  floor.    Oh,  jocdyn.  Ac  htebil  ^ 
You  never  in  yotar  life  saw  anything  like  rt »         _  ^     , 

•* Where  is  the  letter!"  Jocdyn  asked  ahnost  sternly, 
me  the  letter.    Lct-inc  «ee  it ;  let  me  see  it/  .-^  ^  _ . 

«  Hannah  has  it,"  Maimie  repKcd,  burstinflr  put  afresh  into  chfl*. 
ish  sobs.  "  Hannah  found  it  down^  in  the  kboratoiy.  Give  It  to 
him,  Hannah.    Let  him  read  it  j  1ft  hun  read  it.  J  _^ 

Hannah^  handed  him  the  letterlh  silen*,  and  stood  by,  yatchfiJg 
him  jealously,  while  he  read  it  through  with  a  critical  scrutiny.    J^ 

li'a  second,  his  painter's  eye  Ughted  instmcdvely  ujon  the  rorad 
fed  blood-spot  near  the  end  of  the  letter.  .It  was  stJl  fresh—fresh 
•  «nd  scariet-looking— and  he  noticed  at  once  with  his  Profe^<«ifl 
instinct,  what  another  mto  might  easily  have  oyeriooked,  ttot  the 
ink  of  the  letter  lay  above  the  blot,  not  below,  it.  as  it  womtfyt 
done  if  the  blot  had  been  splashed  there  by  accident  after^the  letter  • 
was  written.  He  gazed  at  the  sheet  of  pider  Vrith  profound  cu- 
riosity, and  then  he  turned  knd  looked  |iard  at  Maume.    Maraiie 

winc^  andtrembled  a  little  as  J<^\S^M^/^^:''f^^'^^^SZ  ' 
she  was  frightened-not  merely  temfied^at  Sydney  sdeath.^Afr 
tinctly  frightened  at  his  close  scnitmy.  What  could Je  tjie  meaning 
of  hw  sudden  shrii&ing  ?  He  could  see  that  she  shrank  from  him. 
not  toeiely  vrith  the  lasting  terror  ,qi  this^  sudden  mis^tupe,  but 
with  a  sixiial  alarm  when  he  looked  so  close  mto  the  wntaig.of  the 
letter.  She  was  frightened  somehow  on  her  Own  account  i  of  that 
he  felt  certain:  a  painter  ol  passion  learns  *<> '^ad  Uie  emotionsol 
others  like  an  open  book  upon  then-  speakmg  countenances.  It  was 
terror  of  ;i<«  Uiat  Maimie  exhibited;  terror  o^^kw— not  merely 
terror <rf  the  deadly  letter.  «  .  .         .      «•  v  n 

^^  I^vc  the  room,"  he  said  with  authority^to  Hann^    « 1  sM 
.Jccchaiieof  this  lettei:.;;    He  looked  hard  at  Maimw.    "ItwiU 

be  wanted.at  the  inquest."  .    .    .,        .  ,^  v    i       *^i. 

The  r^'spot  loomed  again  fiercely  m  HMmah  i  cheek  as  J<>ce-. 
hn  spoke  to  her ;  but  she  6beyed  sutfeidy,  and  shut  tihe^r  after 
fcer,  with  the  reluctant  air  of  one  wha  yields  agamst  herwiU  tpl^ 
overpowering  necessity.  <  '  .    i  _i„  »..^-^  ♦!«. 

Jocdyn  rose,  as  soon  as  she  was  gone,  and  slowly  turned  tte 
key  in  the  door.  Then  he  took  the  letter  dehberately  over  to^c 
rasUeht  by  thetablc.  For  a  second  Mairaie's  heart  bounded  vio- 
Fcntly ;  shi  thought  Jocdyn  was-going.  to  bum  it— her  one  piece  of 
eTcipatory  evidence.  Bit  Jocdyn  only  took  his  Kttlc  ens,  such  as 
painters  use,  from  his  waistcoat  pocket,  and  gazed  mteaitjy  at  the 
spot  anjl  at  the  writing.  Yes,  yes,  there  jcodTdbc  »*  denymgltj 
The  letters  wem  vmtten^  right  across  the  Wood-spot.  ^In  otjg 
words,  Uie^otm^^=€ert^a^J^fl»e^bcen  upffll  the  paBgT^^g™? 
letters  were  written  Over  it  Sydney  Chevenix  must  have  pciwefl 
4ihat  note  after,  noV  before,  the  fatal  shot  was  fired  that  kffled  »»*•" 
Why,  then,  should  he  say,  "  I  am  about  to  tal»  my  own  «*-  - 
for  all  practical  purposes  he  ha4, at  thai  moment  ajrca 
liken  tt?    Why  thus  preVaricate,  with  his  own  Wood 


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gowtejr item  the  wound  he  had  himself  inflicted  upon  his  dwn  hbdy? 
Sjrdnejr  was  always  a  trutljful  and  an  upright  ihan ;  why  should  he 
die  with  ah.  obvious  and^tuitous  lie  thus  deliberately  traced  on 
,.tell-tale  paper  by  his  trembling  fingers.?  .  ,' 1; 

Great  God  I-Great  God!    Could  Uikt  be  ^he  meaning  of  it>% 
-      Witfi  one  of  those  sudden  gleams  of  intuition  which  sometime*^ 
breaJc  upon  sensitive  men  like  a  lightning  flash,  at  a  great  crisis,  the 
whole  truth  burst  at  a  rush  instantaneously  and  wHdfy  upon  Jocelyn 
Cfpnams  bewildered  brain.    Ah  I  yes,  ah !  yes,  he^  mw  it  aU  now. 
as  If  by  some  subtle  transference  of  impressionywhy  Maimie 
should  ever  have  wished  to  shoot  her  own  husband  he  couldn't  as ' 
yet,  to  be  sure,  even  imagine.  Whether  she  had  done  it  accidentally ' 
or  mteiitionaUy-he  hadn't  at  first  the  remotest  Conception.    He  on^ 
gnewnn  some  vague,  indefinite,  instinctive  fashion,  that  Itfaimie  had 
somdjow  shot  Sydney,  and  that  Sydney,  to  save  her,  had  afterward 
ttaced  With  ms  dying  hands  that  short  and  curt  exculpatory  letter. 
But  that  that  was  the  true  explanation  of  the  mysterious  blood-stain 
and  of  Maimie  s  own  abject  and  terrified  manner  he  felt  wholly,  ab- J 
sdutely,  msiinctiyely  certain.  '| 

,  He  glanced  at  Maimie  once  more  from  the  table,  as  she  sat  there! 
crouching,  vWthhiir  face  in  her  hands,  and  read  in  every  curve  of-T 
her  bent  shouWers  an^  treinbUng.  back  her  shrinking,  infantile  per- 
ffonal  terror  father,  own  security.  or 

Jocelyil  folded  up  the  letter  carefully,  put  jiKdn  his  pocket,  and 
-  *KPP^  **^^  *?  r«od»  again  to  where  Maimie  sat,  cowering  like  a4 
child  iroon  the  sofa»-^\,j>  ^^  -^ 

JMmmie,"he  s^  Very  softly,  seating  himself  beside  her,  and 
holding  hear  l^d,  "  Maimife !  I  must  go  and  find  out  about  Sydney. 
This  IS  a  sad  business— a  terrible  business.  I  underefand  it  all.  The 
first  thuM^  to  do\is  to  discover  whether  Sydney's  dead  or  Uvirig.  If 
h6  s^dead,  you  wbuld  have  been  left  under  the  shadow  of  a  t^ble 
doubt,  but  for  pdprv  Sydney's  explanatory  letter.  '  But  don't  be 
aftaid.  Sydney  s  letter  wiU  entirely  relieve  youirom^all  danger  of 
unjust^  suspicion.  It  was  a  noble  thing  of  Sydhey  to  write  it.  I 
wiU  take  very,  very  c^t  care  of  that  priceless  letter.  It  wiU  save 
•  you  etttirely—entirefy— entirely."  "*  a-v^^ 

.really  mustn't  go , 

myself  if  I'm  left— kill  myself  if  you  forsake  mel  It  is  too  terrible 
—too  terrible.  Yes  I  yes  I  it  was  a  wonderfuUy  noble  thing  of  Syd* 
neytownteit!  v  ,  -  " 

».:.^  ***5fP**^*'  ^?<?  «y??  ««t  JoMlyn's  for  a  jsjCcond,  and  she  saw, 

or  suspected  everything.  She  shrank  back  from  him  alarmed  as 
sopn^as  she  reahzed  it,  and  uttered  once  more  a  littie  broken  cry  of 

79^^^}^^^'.  But  Jocelyn  seized  the  hand  she  had  withdriwo 
•nd  soothed  it  tenderfy.      v 

"  Yott  needn't  be  a^dof  wv/Maimie,"  he  said  as  he  Mothej 


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■  ,  •■'ir  ''* ":,  .    ■   -     :  -J.-  •         s 

it  "I  am  tra^' as  sted,  firm  as  rock,  silent  as  the  grave,  dear.  No; 
don't  speak;  don't  try  to  confess;  don't  tell  me  anything.  What  I 
guess,  I  guess,  and  tne  rest  ^oes  best  without  the  saying.  What- 
ever it  was,  Sydney  has  forgiven  it,  and  Sydney  has  taken  care  you 
shall  not  suffer  for  it.  Where  I  once  love,  I  love  for  ever.  I  must 
go  Out  novv[^d  look  for  poor  Sydney." 

"  But  Joceljrn,  Topelyn,  the  blood-spot  I— the  blood-spot  I  I  saw 
you  looking  at  it  there  with  your  little  pocket  lens.  Do  you  think 
t&eyll  be  able  to  make  anything  out  of  it?"  And  with  another 
frantic  burst  ol  childish  tears,  she  threw  herself  wildly  upon  Joce* 
Ijm's  bosom.    ? 

"  The  letter  shall  be  produced  at  the  inquest,  Maimie,  if  thex« 
ever  is  one,"  Jocelyn  answered  quietly;  "  and  when  it's  produced, 
the  blood-spot  shall  not  show  upon  it  any  longer.  I  know  how  to 
mana^  that  easily  enough.  The  spot  shall  t^  no  tales  upon  you,  '* 
Maimie.  You  remember  tht  stuff  Sydney  gave  me  to  take  the  stains 
out  of  my  water-col4b  when  I  cut  my  finger  ?  I  can  take  this  blotch 
here  out  with  that.  ^Keep  a  thing  for  seveu  years,  they  say,  and  it's 
sure  in  the  ei^d  to  tui^  up  useful.  Do  you  recollect  what  I  told  you 
that  day?  Accidents^«'/V/.  happen,  I  told  you,  Maimie,  and  now  you 
lee  one  has  actually  happened." 

"  But,  Jocelyn,   Maimie  cried,  flinging  her  arms  fiercely  around!^-  < 
him,  "  you  don  t  mean  to  say  they'll  cSfl  it  a  mur — " 

Jocelyn  clapped  his  hand  firmly  upon  her  lips.  ::"  \ 

"  Not  a  v(ro|d  of  that  1 "  he  whispered  low  in  her  ear  in  a  stem 
undertone.  "  For  God's  sake,  not  a  word  of  that  even  to  me,  alOne 
here,  Maimie.  Keep  youf  own  counsel ;  it's  better  so.  We  yufXi 
never  speak  any  more  to  one  another  while  we  live  about  it" 

Maimie  clasped  him  madly  in  her  arms. 

"Oh,  Jocelyn,  dear  Jocelyn!"  she  cried  passionately,  "what 
should  I  eV^r  have  done  without  you  here  this  evening?  You  will 
stand  by  me  I  You  vn\l  stand  by  me !  You  Mill  not  betray  me  t 
You  vm  help  me  out  of  this  trouble,  won't  you,  my  darling? 

Jocelyn  pressed  her  hand  quietly. 

"  Speak  low,  Maimie,"  he  said ;  "  for  Heaven's  sake,  speak  low 
tnd  gently.  If  you  were  overiieard,  it  might  go  hard  against  you. 
JVes,  dear  Uttle  woman,  I  will  stand  by  you  always.  Nobody  shall  ever 
hurt  a  hair  of  your  head,  if  I  can  do  au^ht  in  any  way  to  save  you." 

"Then  you  don't  hate  me ? "  Maimie  cried  once  more  in  a  sob- 
bing whisper.  "You're  not  terribly  angry  with  me?  You  don'l 
think  you  <kg^  to  cast  me  off  forever ! " 

Jocdyn  smiled  a  calm,  philosophic  smile.  v  ^^ 

"Maimie,"  he  said,  "you'd  better  say  no  more  about  it    I 
underrtand  you,  gnd^^witfspeak^of^t  to  nobody.   Bat  1^ 
make  no  confidences  to  others — to  any  one — ^to  any  omV' 

"  Not  evdi  to  Adrian  1 "  Maimie  asked  innocently. 

locdyn  started.  In  another  flash,  the  purpose,  tne  meanbg,  tht 
'inqoye  ol  the  act  burst  in  upon  him  iireditibly,  with  tatuithrt 

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f^r/cSf  J^  *^'^«  T  ™*^"'"  ^?^™^^  ""rted  oulTat  once  with  per- 
fect amphcity.  •  I  met  him  and  talked  with  him  on  Primrose  Ml 
about  four  o'clock.  Tocelyn."  ^mrose  am 

.  Jocelyn  rose  anci  moved  toward  the  door. 
^  ^'m  going  to  look  after  Sydney,"  he  mumured  sterahr.        ^  . 
■  ;^^"*^""^*P5^?  after  him  with  a  startled  ciy  of  miseiy  and  t».  ' 

"Oh,  darliner^  she  whispered,  "Tocelyn,  dear  Tocelyn f  dcm't 
leave  me  alone  W  to  km  myself  with  fei,  wiUyoi  ?T<if?tl<J 
without  some  man  to  support  me  f;  I'm  only  a  Jwmian-oihr  a" 
poor,  weak,  friprhtened  woiSSn  f    I  can't  bear  it^by  nS^Si? 

h-„l';«lT'^"^'"J''    Don't  leave  me  aloiL.  ^SKmeSdy 
strong  to  help  me  and  comfort  me  I "  • ;  »»'w»~ay 

'  ^^r  K     5"*  l^i^  ^^  ?^"^*  do,"  Tocelyn  answered,  dra^irinff  « 
deep  breath  and  disengaging  himselTwith  quiet  stiSh  ft^U 

&^  T^i'  ?'J^  *"?  **"'  ^^^^^^  poor  Sydney  is  now  dSd^ 

w?;^  ""^  ^"^  ^^^y"  ^?*"  ^«^"  ^*»o«t  all  that,\sre  can  do^otS 
log  and  arrange  nothing."  **v<fvui- 

*iv  '!'"}«"'  Joce')^' Jocelyn,  if  you  won't  stop  with  me  here  youwdl 
fo  comfort  me,  wiU  y«i  send  for  Adrian  pi-send  for  AdS?I 
must  have  somebody  here  to  support  me  I "  *«" »    * 

stopitag?"*  ^  address?"  Jocelyn  asked  coldly.     "Where's  h6  ^ 
swtr^^v^l'SV'^^  ""  "^^  Paddington  Hotel,"  Maimie  an-    , 

«^  "i"  *^"**  *  commissionaire  at  once  to  fetch  him,"  Tocelvn re- 
&*?^^  ^*  turned  the  key  once  more  in  the  door.    "  lie  shill  S 

^S  ^"^^T^^L  ^^^  ?*  **  ^°"'*  ^'^^^W  *»«*  Adrian  should  stop 
witfj^prou  m  the  |puse  j^ 

;*0h,  Jocdyn,how|dndof  youl  You're  always  so  thoughtful! 
But  you  won't  go  t-yoii  won't  leave  me  I  Oh,  J<ielyn.  Joc5to  I  if 
you^re  reaUy  goSig,  befdre  you  leave-just  this  oice^Ws  onoJonly 
you  won't  go  away  without  ever  kissing  me  ?  "  ' 

jJ*^y?  stooped  down  and  took  her  plump  white  fingera  caress- 

#^^'^**™**^'"  5*V,^^'  pW"?  with  them  affectionately,  «I'ra  very 
fond  of  you,  and  I'U  stand  by  you  faithfully,  whatever  happens ;  wJ 
may  rely  uoon  me  not  to  be  shaken  hw  ««^i  .«»»^ .  Ji*2l__L'i:_ 


,43, 


,  never  agBiRr 

le  turned  the  key  resolutely  in  the 


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the  Httle  bwddr: '"' ^'  '"  "'"  *""*'  "***  **P**^  ****  ^^^^^  *»^ 

^-♦?iS^*^'  ^T^  Gowland  stood  mounting  guani,  sUent  and 
lS2^Lr*.*!!L""*J^>  **»<»'•  ^^  a  wspidou;  eye  b^ 


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As  for  Maiilciie,  left  alone  for  awhile  with  her  terr<»s  bi  the 

doir,  jshe  flung  herself  back  upon  the  sofa  in  a  hcsh  agony  of  tears, 
and'  muttered  audibly  between  her  tempestuous  sobs : 

"He  doesn't  love  me!    He  doesn't  care  for  met    He  woiddn't 
Idss  me  I    He  wouldn't  be  kind  to  me  I    I  shall  be  left  alone,  with 
nobody  to  comfort  me !    Not  even  to-night :  he  wouldn't  Idss  me.*' 
f, ..  "  My  ppdi- darling !"  Hannah  Gowland  cried,  springing  hastily 

«  -  .  to  her  fescue.  "  He  has  been  fri^tening  yoij  1— he  has  teen  fright- 
«iingi  you  I  The  wicked  man !  he  has  been  talking  to  you  and 
frijriitening  you.  But  they  shan't  hurt  you ;  they  shan't  hurt  you^^ 
Whoever  else  turns  against  you,  I  shall  stand  by  you,  I  shall  be 
with  you.    My  poor  darling  I  he  shall  never  frighten  you  I " 

Alaimie  turned,  as  was  Maimie's  wont,  and  buried  her  head  ca- 
ressing^ for  the  moment  on  the  first  shoulder  that  then  and  there 
c^ered  support  and  consolation. 

"Thank  you,  Hannah,"  she   murmured   through 'her  tears ; 
"  thank  you ;  thank  you.    It's  veiy  kind  of  you,  dear.    I  hope  Toce» 
tyn  will  send  round  Adrian.    Sydney,  Sydney,  my  daiiing  Sy^eyt' 
1  wonder  what  on  earth  l^is  ever  become  oi  my  poor  dear  unfortu- 
nate Sydney  I "  '  . 

And  all  this  tune  Sydney  Chevenix  lay  unconscious,  betweeal 
life  and  death,  hanging  by  a  thread,  in  a  ward  of  the  Regent's  I^urk  * 
Hospital 


CHAPTER  XXVl. 

MURDER? 


How  Sydney  got  there,  he  never  knew;  He  eoiiM  rememb^' 
sti|ggering  out  from  the  laboratory  steps  to  the  front  door,  and  hail- 
ing the  cab,  and  falling  back  senseless  upon  the  padded  cushions ; 
but  when  he  next  recovered  consciousness  for  a  few  minutes,  he 
found  himself  lying  on  a  bed  in  the  accident  ward,  with  his  wounds 
all  properly  dressed,  and  a  house-suigeon  looking  down'criti^f 
nipcn  him  with  professional  indiflferen^e.  How  often  he  had  stootf 
and  looked  so  in  medical  unconcern  at  an  "in^restingtase  "in  his 
student  days  at  the  Middlesex  Hospital ;  how  Uttle  he  ever  thou^dit 
then  that  he  himself  would  be  so  looked  upon  at  such  a  momenn>y 
a  brothep>surgeon  I 

He  couldn't  speak.  His  returning  consciousness  was  still  iiM 
too^t  and  feeble  for  ihaL  He  ooulAonlyiiftW^jeyeftand  moaUiil 
half  open,  listlessly  gazing  up  through  his  o^dids  at  we  young  sur- 
geon, and  hearing  in  some  vague  uncextw  bust  the  cotiversatlon 
that  was  passing  between  Iftn  and  the  fJlirBe  at  the  bedskle.  In-< 
(fefiiiite  sounds,  floathifi^  faintly  througvhis  dazed  head,  they»«$ 
seemed,  and  yet  his  vivia  interest  in  t^  subject  of  their  tal|c  taath 


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lilm  listen  intently,  with  whatever  fatelligence  he  had  left  him  for^' 
the  moment,  to  the  solitiaiv  scraps  he  couW  pow  and  again  overhear 
of  their  whispered  colloquy.  .|-,       ' 

"Notsuicide  .  .  .  im^ible  to  be  self-inflicted  .  .  .  Ball  must 

have  passed  m  at  the  back.\beside  the  shoulder  .  .  Aout  below  the 

f*"i  *""!/  *  :    Very  seribus."    Those  were  the  fii^t  stmy  scat- 

:te«^  snateh^  he  cai^ht  of  the  young  surgeon's  runnil^g  comment. 

Sydney  Chevenix  shut  his  mouth  hard,  and  drew  a  fong  breath 
to  temWe  trepidation.    Then  they  had  ab-eady  discoVer«l.  as  he 
imew  they  would,  that  his  wasn't  reaUy  a  case  of  suicide !    There 
would  be  no  saving  Mainiie  u^n  that  simple  plea.  Whatever  cain«^: 
he  must^  manage  to  pick  up  strength  enough  to  tell  some  absuiJI 
oodc-and-bull)stoiy  about  his  fastening  the  pistol  and  puUing  it 
with  a  stimgim^  order  to  give  it  the  appearance  of  an  accident. 
Yes,  jres,  at  aH  hazards  he  must  save  Maimie.  darling  Maimie— " 
Maunie,  Maimie,  Maimie,  Mainiw  I  And  then  his  mind  began  Once 
more  to  wander  deliriously.  k«»""«! 

He  vm  recalled  to  consciousness  again  the. next  moment  bv 
*tanMrttJe  nurse  answer  confidently:  .  % 

"  BiTthen  Aere  was  no  bullet-mark,  you  see,  sfr,  in  the  ulsteri ' 
He  must  have  fired  oflF  the  pistol  first,  and  somehow  put  on  his  coat 
afterward  and  staggered  out  to  a  cab  before  he  fainted.    He  had 

2?  ^uf  n  I  ^^  ^*^**^?^'  ®»» *»w^  0%  the  uliter  above  the  shirt,  wit 
the  Dullet-mark  in  it'*       ^     ,^    >         ;^  -  ^T- 

With  an  immense  effort  ^dney  Chevepix  gasped  oik,  "  I  didf '• 

and  then  relapsed  once  more  for  a  while  ii^  wSk  uncon^ 

scKNisness.  /.''      ■'_'-  --^   ■  .-.'.i. 

.,      Five  minut^  later  he  became  dreamily  aware,  yet  another  time. 

of  voices  by  the  bedside,  and  heard  thi  suigeljj  ask  Se  nmS 

«av«  you  found  out  what's  his  name  and  address  yet  ?  " 

"There  was  a  card-case  in  the  pocket  of  the  ukter,"the  nurse 

Otevena,  27.  Beaimont  Terrace,  Regent's  Park,  N.W.'  We've 
sent  off  at  once  to  m^nsB  on  the  cards  to  make  all  inquiries 
bom  the  people  there  about  him."  ^h»*"^ 

i^5^!lf^f^^*l!l°^*L?^P  ^^^^  Then  Maimie  would  soon 
becoming  to  see  him.  That  was  bad-bad  for  Maimie.  He  hoped 
something  would  turn  up  to  prevent  her  from  coming.    If  Sic 

£2S#fc;'S"^**  f?**  i*?^*?  ^  ^°  *=n^'  "^^  ^^  and  upbraid 
heractffoolishly,  and  ask  his  foigi^ess,  and  then  it  would  all  come 
out  hopelessly.  The  terror  and  anxiety  of  that  horrid  thought  made 
IhfmJSf «/¥**"  *"***  unconsciousness  for  a  mfaute;  yet,  even  in 
w^Jma  °^  TJ*"^  •^"'^  ^^^  ^'"fi^eJy  «wat«.  aU  the  time,  as 
j*^*^^iyi^i '^^"'^-q^  .^^g  t«?iM  danger  «v#>rT,anginr  Mn7 
^-  ^^^ra?^^MsSil?r ^Ir^at  kSfyKhe 

«!S«?!r;^£JS„^S'^  ^1"^  ^"^  prt>foundly  he  loved  her.  In 
spite  of  mythfaig.  he  loved  her  unutterably. 

.  H  only  he  coifld  speak  and  tell  the  hospital  people  all  about  it— 
m  tht  real  stoiy  of  course^  but  the  lUse  exculpatoiy  one,  of  ho# 


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«ii'^»i?5?i*^S  R¥***  *°  *•"  table,  and  puUcd  a^nfir.  and  shot  Mm.  ^  . 
self  with  It  I  But  his  tongue  somehow  seemed  to  be  fairiy  paralyzed  •  ' 
hd  1     r  t  utter  a  single  sound.    He  could  only  he  and  think  it  over  • 

And  Maimie  I  dear  darling  Maimie.    How  terribly  she  must  be  '      u 
fc^e,  alone  at  Twenty-seven]    He  hoped  Hetty  Cipriani  was  there   -« 
With  her.    Poor  chUd.  she  did  it  m  a  moment  of  impulse:  she 
SfT".*^*^*  ""•*^^^,  ^^  ^^^"^  accident.    And  then  to  think    1 . 
wV*r  V*^rt  *°.*^**'  t*»ey  would  try  to  hang  that  sweet  little.angel       "^ 
forit!  I  Wretches!  monsters!    The  bare  idea  was  ten  thouSSid 
timw  more  agomzing  than  death  itself  could  be.    How  happihrhe 
couW  die,  if  onlv  he  knew  that  he  left  dear  Maimie  safe  behind  him. 

Fortunately  he  had  made  a  will  in  her  favor  when  they  were  fiftt 
mamed ;  he  executed  it  on  his  wedding-day.  She  would  be  left 
happy  a^dweU  provided  for.  And  then  flie  letter— the  letter  would 
wculpate  her.  She  would  inany  Adrian  Pym.  whom  she  Seemed 
to  love  better  than  her  husband,  and  who  would  be  a  good  husband 
to  her.  Oh.  yes,  if  only  the  coroner's  jury  would  beUeve  the  lettec 
Maimie  might  yet  live  very  happily.  I 

And  then  a  horrible  thought  struck  hina  suddenly.  Suppose; 
•"^•-all.  he  were  not  to  die.  but  live,  and  improve,  ^d  «Jt^«S 
again  I  >Vhy.  that  would  be  almost  worse  than  the  other  way.  He 
could  go  back  himself,  of  course,  and  love  Maimie  as  Well  as  ever* 
^^*  nattered  a  mere^assing  Impulsive  action  on  the  part  of  a  chfld 
ETu^  Maimie?  But  how  could  she  ever  come  b^k  to  him  and 
tovehim?  How  could  she  ever  feel  the  same  toward  hhnairaiii? 
How  could  she  ever  manage  to  forget  that  she  had  tried  to~welL 
to  get  nd  of  him  ?  How  could  she  foiget  the  faet  that  she  had  toll 
Jim  that  she  loved  Adnan  Pym  better  than  she  loved  him."her  huft^ 
oand,  Sydnejr  Chevenix  ? 

^JLuX^'  5^  *'  ^**  *.****  t«»TiWe.  Come  what  might,  for  Maimie's 
iaiee,  he  must  trv  to  die.  He  mustn't  Uve  to  prove  her  misery.  She 
never  could  be  happy  with  him  ag^n,  She  nevei' could  get  over 
ter  natural  fwhng  that  he  must  distrust  her,  and  suspect  her,  and 
disldce  her.  and  be  angry  with  her.  He  would  only  bhght  and  spoU 
ho-  life--he,  who  had  no  thought  except  to  make  her  happy;  Come 
what  might,  he  must  manage  to  die,  and  leave  Maimie  free  to  ifaany  * 

Coftjc  what  mi|rht,  he  must  die !  he  must  die  I   He  mustn't  stand     ^ 
In  the  way  for  Maimie,  Maimie,  Maimie,  Maimie  I 

It  ring  in  his  ears :  and  then  he  relapeed  again.  *  ^|4 

By^d-by,  he  woke  up  once  more.    Raismg  his  eyes,  with  his      " 
head  thrown  back  loosely  on  the  pillow,  he  saw  a  number  oButon  of 
thebcd— it  was  seventeen-^d  his  own  caixl  stuck inaUtMlldinff 
mctaLiiame  just  beneath^lt.^      .^^^ ■y.^„,.r:!!*-jL„ 

Somebody  dim  was  standing  beside  him— 4t  was  Jocelyn  Cipriani 
£  Maid       "**  *atcr— and  whispering  something  to  the  nune  at 

."l^rifd  to  commit  •uicMe  in  ^  own  laboratory/'  JooetKB  wig 


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aayinf  in  a  low  voice ;  " .  .  .  well-known  man  ^of  science  aiid  dis- 
tingi&hed  chemist ;  .  .  .  left  a  letter  behind  for  his  wife,  to  say  that 
he  was  going  to  shoot  l:%nself.  .  .  .  Seems  to  have  repented  of  it 
afterward  and  tried  to  handle  himself.  .  .  .  Poor  wife  lying  at 
hpme  utterly  prostrated.  .  . "".  Far  too  ill  to  come  here  this  evening. 
...  Doctor  s^jTS  she  mustn't  be  disturbed,  or  moved,  on  any  ac- 
count. .  .  .  Thought  I'd  better  come  round  to  identify  him,  just  for 
form's  sake.  .  .  .  Doesn't  think  it  at  all  probable  he'll  live  till  mom* 
ing;]|)'m,  doesn't  he?"  . 

Thank  God  forlhat  I— thank  God  for  ^hat  f  The  suigeon  didn't 
think  it  probable  he'd  live  till  morning !  -    ^ 

Then,  at  any  rate,  he  wouldn't  live  to  bBght  Maimie's  happinesli 
^Maimie's  happiness.  Maimie,  Maimie,  Maimie,  Mailnie  I  How 
it  rung  in  his  ears  still.  The  whole  universe  had  narrowed  itself 
down  now  to  one  little  whirling,  eddying  circle^  and  of  that  circle 
Maimie  was  the  centre.  Sydney  Chevenix's  mind  revolved  over  and 
over  again  in  his  delirious  frenzy  on  that  one  solitary  broken  pivot. 

Soon  the  nurse  pioved  away  for  a  minute  to  another  bedside. 
Jocdjii  Cipriani  stood  still,  leaning  over  him  in  silence,  and  watch- 
mg  his  face  with  profound  interest.  Presently,  Sydney's  eyes  half 
opened*  for  a  moment,  and  Jocelyn,  looking  down,  saw  part  of  the 
pupil  gazing  vacantly  upward,  with  the  fixed  blank  stare  of  total 
unconsciousness.  Next  instant  the  pupil  had  rolled  slowly  round 
with  deliberate  effor^,  and  was  concentrate^Jn  a  meaning,  imploring 
look  straight  upon  his  own  wayering  eyes  above  it.  Jocelyn  Cipi^ 
ani  started  suddenly. 

"Sydney,"  he  whispered  in  a  low,  frightenec!  tone,  "are  you' 
awake?  Are  you  conscious ?  Do  you  know  it's  me?  Have  you 
anything  to  tetf  me?"  ,  ' 

Sydney's  lips  moved  convulsivelv.  He  could  hanlly  speak.  As 
in  a  ghastly  dream,  he  seemed  to  be  tongue-tied.  At  last,  with  a 
terrible  mumbling  and  mouthing,  he  brought  his  parched  and  fever- 
ish thrpat  in  some  dim  fashion  ,to  frame  the  words  he  was  trembling 
and  gasping  to  utter.     ^  « 

"Jocelyn,"  he  cried^  in  an  agony  of  effort,  " sav^Maimie !  save 
Mutoie  I "    And  then  his  eyes  closed  again  automatii^ly. 

Jtk^yn  grasped  the  bloodless  hand  that  lay  now  outside  the 
cqveriet,  and  pressed  it  hard  with  a  ^mpathetic  pressure. 

"You're  a  noble  fellow,  Sydney,  •  he  answered  with  unwonted 
emdtion.  the  tears' rising  fast  to  his  eyes  meanwhile ;  "you're  a  veiy 

§oble  fellow.    You've  done  your  best  to  screen  her  and  save  heri 
he  hasn't  told  me,  but  I  suspect  and  guess  the  whole  truth.    I've 
seen  your. letter,  and  t  know  the  meaI^ng  of  it.    Don't  be  afraid. 
J[w jroay  die  hapw.    T^^  rWc^l  savfrhe^^tiBrJa, 

s^tel^all,  witFpie  aid  of  your  letteh" 

Sydney  was  too^weak  to  speak  again,  but  Jjpcelyn  felt  a  slight 
return  of  his  pressure  from  the  bloodless  hand ;  and  the  tears  fsrfrly 
leQ  tfom  his'swimlming  eyes  as  he  looked  down  in  pity  on  the  /paUM 
eyeUdt  dodng  below  him.    Sydney's  lower,  jaw  nmed  once  matv 


If 


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FOR  dfAIMIB'S.  SAKE, 


Ud  Joedyn .  thoi«hfc  for  a  foment  he  vm  really  dead.    But  n<H-.  >  - . 

51?;!^.'''^*  ^^  ^**^^y  •  ^^  *^*?^y  «^P^  yet  mother  time  > 
into  temporary  unconsciousness.     .  •  .  ^^;#  t 

Jocelyn  Cipriani  bent  down  tenderly  and  kissed  witK  reverent  '^    * 

awe,  hke  one  unworthy  to  touch  it.  the  white  hand  upon  the  coarse  *  ^  n 

hosgtal  counterpane.    Then  he'went  out  slowly,  muttering  to  them 

nurse  asthe  passed :  .  '  •      *    /^;^ 

«JrL^^  again,  to  adc  after  Mr.  qb«nrcni:Ct<^om)W''^r 


:i^i< 


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CHAPTER  XXVII. 

''     OR  SOTCroE>  • 


Would  Sydney  Hire,  or  Would  he  die?    That  was  now  the 

SS^S'"'^^!.*  ^X^  ^J^J  ''  was,«er^y  ^  acci^nt!^  S! 
tcmpt«i  suiade;  butif  he  died,  as  Jocelyn  knew  futt  wdLit  wa« 
.  raurder^murderi^dMaimiewasamunderess!  ^^^"  ^^ 
k.  Sii^**^^"**P'  as  Jocelvn  went  out  oil  his  sdurch  for  Sydney. 
fnM  tL  kI-  fl  ^  "If ssfengo-  from  the  Regent's  Patk  HospitS.  who 
SL  E.^i**'?^  '?*'*'"'  fy^^y  '^'^  ^^««»  t^en;  and  close^hind 
Sftrf ^  •****?°'*T^'^"*  tfe  nett  stieet.  brought  round  officiously  to 
SKi^w  ^^  ^"^'y'  ^*=  Jw*"seinaid.    Jocelyn  turned  back  with 

^^m  Jn^t  ""r^-?*  ,***  ^^''i:^'"  ^^^"^^^"^  Maimie  would  accom-^ 
Mny  hun  to  the  hospital ;  but  the  mere  suggestion  of  once  mote 
M^  her  d^g  hus&and.  afterall that  had^ppened,  threw  Mai! 
^e  mto  such  a  fresh  paroxysm  of  hysterical  weepyig  and  deadly 
feintaess.  tiiat  thc;doctor  promptly  vetoed  the  pitxSaiig,  andlent 
tS^^J^'^^^T  *»^,n»««on  of  inquiiv.  ^An  hcSfCer.^e 
HrSLI^'^'*?*  breathless  haste,  telling  Maimie  that  Sydney  was 
Jtillafive  and  dom^  fau-ly,  and  that  he  would  go  round  to  inquhv 

M?  ****  "JI^^  ^"^'  P*^»¥y  «^«  *iU  morning.*  The  newstS 

S?"5Jr  '**"  »»^n8:  jpadfied  Maimie  a  Uttle  foi-  the  momtot,  imd 

she  cned  now  more  Neatly  and  natuiaUy,  as  weU  as  with  lea&  cS 

tenor  in  her  weeping,  than  it  the  first  ou&t    '^*'^">/«»m 

McanwhUe  Hethr  had  arrived  to  keep  Maimie  compahy  in  her 

^7^1^^?^^  M  5T»^«4?  and  •  comroissionaiie.  fiurriedhr 

&l?5fr  JH.  «5*^/  *»at,bro"ghi  round  Adrian  Pym  in  hot  haste 

»om  the  Great  Western  Hotel  at  Paddington.  : 

te7",**^J*^"  ^"*  a^one  >n  the  drawing-rooni. 

.  '^a^^4s^4aa4fai«tegs8fAdriin,-^'  he^^^ 

itcret  iwilh  him  about  the  wholeHSSr.-  «  ^van^tm^^ 

^i^JZT^-^^^^  Sydney  has  .hot  himS,  and  MaSE 
"•^iS^^rirbi^^    ^  lite,  for  you  to  1^ 


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Adrian  Pwa  read  it  thjrougb  carefully,  in  his  calm,  scIC-restiaineo^ 
manner,  and  then  handed  it  back  again  jo  the  observant  paintor 
with  a  deathly  pallor  on  his  cold,  clear  countenance.  In  a  moment 
Tr  ^op*  J"™Pea  at  a  conclusion  of  his  own ;  how  could  he  conceiv- 
ably do  otherwise,  when  he  remembered  those  terrible  words  of  Mai- 
mies  that  very  afternoon ?  "If  anything  should  ever  happen  Xo 
dear  old  Sydney,  you  know,  Adrian ! "  Great  heavens !  what  could 
tbis  sudden  reahzation  of  her  prophetic  words  so  quickly  mean  ? 
Was  It  possible  to  doubt  that  the  prophecy  had  wrought  out  in 
Maimie's  rash  hands  its  own  fulfibnent  ?  ^ 

Adrian  Pym  gasped  horribly  for  breath,  and  looked  hard  at 
Jocelyn  m  dire  perplexity.  v  ,  «     ^ 

n  Well;"  he  said  at  last,  alter  a  long  sflence,  "  and  what  do  vou 

make  of  it.  yourself,  Gipriani?"  "-^uoyou 

"  rye  been  to  the  hospiti^,"  Jocelyn  answered  evasively,  "  and 

I  ve  seen  Chevenix,  an4  the  SMigeoh  there  thinks  it  just  po^le  he 

'  may  yet  recover.  I  *^ 

'    Adrian  Pym  drew  a  knjg  breath.      : 

_  "  He.  may  yet^recover,^  he  repeated  mechanicaily ;  «  he  may 
jet  recover.    The  surgeon  th^ks  it  jusj  possible  he  may  yet  li 
cover.       '■;.:.:.  ,:.^>"  ..,._'/_'::■■■■'  -'■''■':-._,/       .  ,   ^  -i.    ? , 

"  Yes,"  Jocehm  went  on,  eyieilng  Ihim  hard ;  "and,  in  that  case, 
of  course  eva?ything  might,  no 'doubt,  in  the  end,  be  anaAged  the 
same  as  usual.  .  %  ■:-yJ:\.\-,P'^ 

Adrian  stared  at  him  vacantly. 

"The  same  as  usual,"  he  muttered  as  in  a  dream ;  "the  same  as 
usual.  Quite  so—quite  so.  But  what  in  the  name  of  Heaven.  O-- 
|ramj^<^  have  made  .  .  .  Chevenix  .  ,  .  think  ,  .  ,  of  sh^ng 

By  the  pause,  and  the  sudden  jerk  he  gave  at  the  name,  Jocelyn 
knew,  as  weU  as  if  he  Could  see  by  magic  into  Adrian's  heart  tliat 
Adnan  was  really  thinking  to  himself,  "  What  can.  have  made  Mal- 
mie  shoot  him,  and  what<  can  have  made  Sydney  afterward  write 
such  a  letter  as  that  to  exculpate  her  ?  "  \ 

uJ!i*i**i.***"^^^P^"  t'^  living  or  dying  now,"  Jocelyn  continued 
abstractedly,  as  If  he  hardly  knew  what  he  was  saying.  "If  he 
hv^  all  wul  be  well ;  if  he  dies,  we  must  try  our  best--'^ 

••  Our  best  to  do  what  ?  "  Adrian  interposed  eageriy,  as  Jocelyn 
hesitated  with  deliberate  adroitness  for  a  second  beJore  finishimr  his 
sentence.  *  ^ 

"  Ow*"  best  to  make  Mrs.  Chev^  happy,"  Jocelyn  cootkitied 

Adrian  Pym  drew  back  ih'alarmt  and  looked  ha^tA  fl»jM 
iwf  wtffioui  trftftiaing.  BiTthis  man,  then,  ants^infiitf&vdy  at 
the  same  suspicion  as  he  himsdf  had  ?  Did  he,  tooi  guess  with  his 
*^^jan  f^tjjit®?^  ^^  Maimie  had  played  no  minor  part  in  thfa  su^ 
p«<^  tragedy  ?  But  no,  no ;  he  was  over-suspicious.  G>nsdence 
makes  cowards  of  us  aU.  Even  h^  himself  hadn't  really  any  good 
grounds  for  his  hasty  idea.    Syiln^  had  wHtten  with  hla  own  haad 


-^^ 
\ 


■m 


f^'sj 


Aat  h«  was  going  to  Ml  hims^tf}  And  why  on  earth  should  Sydnty 
write  that,  if  it  was  reajly  Maitffli  who  was  going  to  kill  Mm?  Af- 
ter sOl,  how  ridiculous  to  suppose  that  Maimie  had  said  to  her  hus- 
band, "  I  mean  to  shoot  you,  my  dear.  Please^  sit  down  and  write  a  • 
letter  at  once  to  screen  me  1 "  Sydney  Chevenix  was  doubtless  the 
rooft  indulgrait  and  most  infatuated  of  husbands— so  Jocelyn  had 
told.him— but  that  was  really  beyond  even  Sydney  Chevenix's  utmost 
span  of  nifatuation.  ',  » 

■'  Jocelyn  eved  him  closely  still.  Adrian  Pjrm,  smmg-mlnded  as 
he  was,  quailed  and  fidgeted  a  little  before  that  frank,  open,  inquire 
inggaze.  He  didn't  exactly  like  Tocelyn's  severe  scrutiny.  H«  felt 
tijat  the  jpainter  was  scanning  his  face  with  the  trained  eye  of  a  reader 
^^cmotion.  ^If  only  it  had  been  anybody  but  Jocelyn  Cipriani! 
Adnan  did  his  best  to  look  wholly  unconcerned,  and,  like  all  men 
who  make  that  most  hopeless  of  attempts,  failed  egrefiiously'in  the 
impossible  efifort.  ' 

Presently  Jocelyn  broke  the  awkward  silence. 

...  ",y®"  ™?*^^»?i?  ^^  afternjbon,  I  believe,  up  on  Primrose  Hill, 
didn't  you,  Adnan  ?  "  ' 

Adrian,  in  spite  of  his  habitukl  self-control,  gave  a  visible  ;8tarL 
and  then  with  equal  maladroitness  repressed  it  ^sibly.  ' 

u  "  K^^"  ^^  answered,  with  Ul-concealed  agitation.  "  How  .  .  . 
how  <^d  you  come  to  know  of  that,  pray,  Cipriani?  I  mean  to 
sav  .  .  .  what  the  deva_^".  that  is,  rather,  I  should  like  to  know 
who  evipr  can  have  toldr^tTso  ?!'' 

"Maimie  mentioned  tdfmei that  she'd  seen  you  there,"  Jocelyn 
ccmtmued  m  a  musing  voidi,  asf  though  it  were  an  abstract  fact,  to 
which  he  attached  not  the  slightest  practical  importance ;  "  and  she* 
asked  me  to  send Jor  you  to  the  Paddington  Hotel.  Indeed,  I 
sbouldnt  otherwise  have  known  yqur  address,  or  even  that  vou 
were  up  in  town  this  evening."       '  ^  '  '"" 

Adrian  could  have  cursed  in  his  heart  his  own  chUdish  dumsi- 
ne^  m  lettmg  Jocdyn  see  so  plainly  how  annoyed  and  frfehtened 
he  was  to  l^rn  that  the  painter  had  heard  of  their  accidcnta  mat- 
ing. How  foohsh  of  Maimie  ever  to  have  mentioned  it ;  how  many 
thousand^times  more  foolish  of  himself  to  have  betrayed  such  tdi- 
tale  and  ill-timed  agitation  I  t-     /         vu  i«i- 

"  It  was  kind  oi  you  to  let  me  know  so  quickly,"  he  said,  with 
awkward  pohteness,  aware  aU  the  time  that  Jocelyn's  keen  eye  was 
stiUnveted  upon  him.  "I  ...  I  am  gladtf  lean  be  of  anyser- 
vice  to  .  .  .  to  ^frs.  Chevenix  m  her  great  trouble." 

JoSeJyn  held'Ae  fatal  letter  stiU  unfolded  in  his  hands. 

"  Yes,   he  said,  glancing  casually  sidewa\ 
"  we  must  all  do  our  best  to  .  .  ^tosave^' " 


^'3*+'-^ 


.^v 


"vn^^mrm^^micis.    it  maalorBi^^'^g 

wrote  this  letter  beforehand.  A  man  who  intends  to  commit  suidde 
owes  It  as  a  moral  duty  to  others  to  put  his  faitentions  plainly  in 
wptii^.  It  prevents  all  unjust  suspicions.  Had  it  not  been  for  Oris 
wttor  —-he  paused  significantly. 


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Irian  said,  with  Wed  impatience;  "hadltnotbeoi 


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\% 

:« 

•  fn- this  tetter-   . 
of  nnhf.'?'^"''"'  ^^"  1<^M  went  on  quietly,  "a  mat  deal 

stam^•ffl;fourte,uS=i^^"^    '  .Jn  T"  «* 

Kps,  and  he^  Wm'Su'S'in  S  lS^l^'!3iW  ??^^,y<^ 

Whv  nn  ^;ii,\Ii,A  *i!r^  "^7  «"guiar  ne  should  say 
^^^^7ii&^^"^  °''  earthNshouId  he  ask  me  at  such  a  momeirt 

^diw  Pym  paced  up  and  d^  the  room  ex^^^ 

*< Cipriani,  Cipriani!  "  he  said\t  last  "a«»  vn.i  A^^^  *u' 
51^?  A«yS..n*.(rdeUbe^Sinj£iaiy?g^^pS; 

Jocebm  answered  only  with  an  evasive  si/ue:    . 
«Hh  a  SSilSe'S'^'S'i  1?  tlT^^ his bn«™  heart 

Adnan  snatched  the  letter  from  his  finn  srasn  in  a  sitri^-«  «♦ 
exasperation  and  terror.      .        ^  v^  ^  ft"^*^  ?*  *  sudden  fit 

\f  ii^>^  answered;   "yes,  I  noticed  it.  of  counaj.    What 
J^V:^en?    I  suppose  it  got  splayed  on  when  Sydnej^diot^lS 

«TLr?«n»,^'i'  J«*^y°  answered,  coldly  and  demonstiativeiv 

In  &.  Sd  Si?^,L^^P!!^*«-  ^T^^^  once  the  d^S 
A»S^    J    ^'  between  drops  and  splashes.    That's  a  Hmn 

A.tw1i^?,P  '^^  *  ^"n**  '•  an*J.  what^s  m^  it^  thenSl 

don  tmmd  telling  you-before  ever  the  letter  w^WriASf"  ' 

-^  Hespoke low. solemnly, and imprassivdv,«S-SISrt«w^«ir 

"  WeU,"  he  said,  in  a  daied  aid  pualed  voice,  avoiding  Jocelyn'a 


m^jfa 


<S)!', 


143 


ttOR  MAIMIE*S  SAJCS, 


[t>^ 


Si* 

Nil 


¥i'  '  ' 


3?{ 


l4*i\ 


K 


T  pit 


Mes  as  yi€Bi  as  1^  was  able,. "  I  suppose  CkeveQik  ^may  have  writtoi 

the  ktter,  then,  after  h<S  Shot  himseff.'V  \         v  V1^> 

"Precisely,"  Tocelyn  replied.  "That's  just  1^.  He  \^te  thit**,,'^ 
letter  after  he  snot  himself.  Look  atvthe  word^i  astheyrun  dia-%|'4J. 
tinctly  right  across  the  blot,  Adrian.  Don't  you  see  quite  unmis^^'  ' 
takably  that^the  ink  lies  oii  top  of  the  blood-spot,  not  undemealli 
it?  If  you  can't  see  that  >yiui,your  own  eyes»  tstke  my  lens  here^ 
and  ex^ine  it  carefully.** 

Adi^  scanned  tl^  letter  througl^>the  l<Mis  wim  dose  atton^ 
tion.  '   ''  i  ""   ■  ■■■  ■  '■  ''"'  ■■   -,'  '     ' 

"Weil/'  he  said,  handing  it  back  i^  last  to  Jocelyn  with  a  teni* 
fied  face,  f"  what  db  you  think  of  the  matter,  Cipriani  ?  "  v. 

The  pkinter  spokfi  slowly  and  distinctly,  wit^  a  long  pause  be- 
tween each  sentence:  ^  ^  v  : 

.  "  If  Chjevenix  dies,  tho'e  wul  Kave-to  be  an  inquest  ^.  .  .  The 
letter  must,  of  course».be  piroduced  in  evidence  there.  .  .  .  Chevenix 
implored  me  with  wnat  I  believe  to  be  his  dying  breathts  save 
Maimie.  ...  I  shall  do  my  best  to  carry  out  his  wishes.  ...  I  can 
ranove  thjiiilood^tain  from  the  face  of  the  letter  with  a  chemical,, 
not  destroy  the  writing.  »  .  .In  case  of  his  death,  I  shall' 
femove  it  so  before  the  inquest.  ...  Except  that  blood-stain,  there  ^ 
is  absolutely  not  one  tittle  of  evidence  against  .  .  .  against  Mahnie. 
The  letter  alone  vnU  entir^y  exculpate  her*  y  .  •  Nq  shadow  of.  sus% 
{^on  even  will  ever  fall  upon  her."  ,  ? 

Adrian  gasped  a  moment  for  more  breath. 

"  Then  you  are  wiUi  us,  Cipriani  I "  he  asked  anxiously ;  "  with 
OS,  hot  against  us  ?  " 

"  I, am  with  you  in  the  desire  to  save  Mrs.  Chevenix  from  any 
onpleaLsant  consequences  of  this  unfortunate  accident,"  Jocelyn  an- 
swered qui^^y.  "Of  course  T  am  with  you.  What  else  do  you 
tadee  me  for?  A  private  detective^  at  a  public  executioner?  I 
diould  faxicr  no  one  who  called  himself  a  man  could  have  any  othor 
wish  Jn  such  a  matter  except, to  save  poor  little  Maimie." 

Adrian  paced  the  room  ojice  more  in  solemn  silence  for  anq|||ier 
minute.  './■.■■'■'  ■  ..■.^■"'^y-  .:^  .■    \  :'■ 

*'  I  think  we  understand  each  other,"  he  said  at  l|strtumin£^ 


^i 


•£ 


c«u1iousfy  with  a  look  of  appeal  to  Jocelyn. 
ing  that  we  quite  understand  each  other  ?  " 

Jocelyn  nodded  a  mute  assent. 

"Yes,"  he  added,  after  a  pause;  " W( 
other.    And  that  being  so,  the  less  we  sal 
•«pon  the  subject  in  future,  die  better,  A( 
one  question  <mly.    I  ask  it  merdy  in  the 


'  Am  I  right  in  suppps* ,  < 


quite  understand  each 
to  each  other  in  words 
.1.  One  word  more ; . 
esire  to  serve  you.    Was 

rangement  between  you  ?  Dr  did  it  merely  happoi,  so  far  as  you 
liailow,  on  the  spur  of  the  moment?"    / 

"  It  was  as  ereat  a  thunder-clap  ^  mc  as  to  you,"  Adrian  an- 
swered tiruthfidqr.  "I  knew  nothing  About  it-— absdntely  nothing-— 
iint9 1  heard  the  fint  neWa  of  tt  from  the  mestenser  yoti  aent  me. 

-'■■•■,/• 


\J^ 


•A-yCjJ:,H 


.% 


'  V?? 


\ 


143 

softer  "  You're  I  bStt  of  ^u^  >*^f  2!?'"'  a»<»  ^en  muiTOured 
Adrian  started.  \  '     :.  ^ 

We.  of  course,  to  fnnal  servitnde."^^^     a«er  the  fact,  and^ha. 
tesI^,'oiSl  S^ci  "^tl^H^":?.?"'™?"  •* 


CHAPTER 


n. 


fnf«'^°™?*  /P  ^**  ^**  °«^t  ^*  Maimie.  who  had  f£«n  n^ 

But  presenUy  Hannah  Gowland  appeared  at  the  door  aL  «rf*i. 
"  Sir.  Sir  "  shi»  rri#^  •«#«, 


^^^ir^^^t^^fU^i^ 


~r  _^~- 


iAA 


M 


^^  MAlliiS^S  SAXE. 


1  .Ti"- 


Jocdyn  Stole  back  softly  into  the  boudoir.  "  ; 

"Adrian,"  he  whispered,  "you  must  come  with  me  and  sec  HAS 
thing  out.  The  fire  is  at  the  Regent's  Park  Hospital,  where  they've 
taken  Chevenix.— Hetty,  you  must  stop  with  her  and  take  good  care 
of  her.  ^We  may  be  back,  before  very  long.— Come  along,  Adrian, 
we  must  go  land  look  into  it." 

Maimie  raised  herself  up  on  the  sofa.  v  '  , 

.  ^  "(You're  not  both  going  out  at  onc^  Adrian?  "  she  cried  pas> 
sionatdyr  "You're  not  botn  goine  off  together,  are  yoa^and  going 
to  leave  me  here  alone  with  Hetty  ?  " 

"  We  must  go  and  inquire  about  Sydney,"  Jbcelyn  answerM, 
pafifying  her.  "We  ...  we  think  there  may  be  some  possible 
change  in  Sydney's  condition." 

Tiiey  hailed  a  passing  hansom  in  hot  haste,  and  drove  as  near 
as  the  horse  could  take  them  to  the  sc^ne  of  the  fire.  A  couple  of 
hundred  yards  aw^y.  or  more,  they  were  stopped  in  their  course  l^ 
the  surging  thipngj  of  curious  onlookers.  Jocelyn  jumped  out, 
.  closely  followed  by  Adrian,  and  ptehed  his  way  sturdily  throurii 
ihe'  dense"  crowd.  The  firemen  were  playing  upon  oiie  ward  of  the 
hospital,  and  a  ring  of  policemen  kept  off  the  crowd  in  every  di- 
rection. •  -       '      '     .     y 

Jocelyn  passed  the  policeiilten  in  his  authoritative  way.  ,<■ , 

"  Friends  of  la  patient,"  he  said  with  an  air  of  comnumd.  ^'Ccane 
to  look  after  him  by,  special  permission.'' 

The  nearest  policeman  nodded  accjuiescence  and  let  them  pass 
<m.  He  saw  that  Jocelyn  was  in  evening  dress  under  his  light  dust 
coat,  and  eveiihig  otcss  is  a  universal  passport  under  all  possible 
circumstances  with  the  London  policcmwi. 

They  mounted  the  great  white  stairs  of  the  h(»pital.  There  tor 
a  minute  pr  two  all  was  hurry  and  coniusion.  Red  tongues  dt 
flame  leaped  madly  out  of  the  first-flow  windows,  and  licked  up  the 
wood-woric  of  the  frames  outside.  Patients  on  beds  were  being 
hastily  removed,  in  panic^^d  terror,  from  the  burning  ward  to 
places  of  safety.  It  was  an  awful  sight,  that  terrific  fire  in  such 
painful  circumstances ;  njen  on  crutches  hobbling  along  down  Ac 
cbrridor?,  eager  and  terror-storicken ;  women  witib  clasped  whke 
bands  carriM  helrfcss  on  mattresses;  children,  ghastly  "pale  with 
^ckness  and  withTear;  borne  hurriedly  on  in  the  big  rough  arms  of 
&emen  and  of  nurses.  Everywhere  smoke,  and  ^are,  and  bustle, 
black  clouds  and  red  battling  together  in  a  temble  struggle  for 
thdr  hdpless  victims.  Half  suffocated  by  the  flam^,  Jocelyn  and 
Adrian  pushed  their  way  into  the  body  of  the  building.  It  was 
some  time  before  they  could  find  any  one  at  leisure  to  answer  thdr 
inqimies;  but  the  painter  saw  at  a  glance  for  himself  that  the  fire 


I  " 


\ 


"ttiokgirgat  iti  the  veiy  ward  iirwlndir  hctetd  idready^ 

Sydney  Chevenix  earlier  that  evening.  -\ 

By-and-by  the  firemen  got  the  flames  in  some  degree  und^ ;  tiM 

fire  slowly  ceaied  to  spread ;  and  the  last  embers  were  finidly  ex* 

ttngiiiahH  by  the  play  of  the  ctigines.    The  two  visitors  mountwi 


s^ 


m 


-;'i 


f/iijs/     '    ■  r^- 

'^^Ul^^^^^  *'"*•  """•  J"^  l»d  !».  ««  .^ 

were  emptied^au^  i  p  " ?!  "Pp"*  "^^^  ^«  surrounding  ones 
Hideous  SbteofXnuSsrnH  Sf^^^  ?  '^'^^l  ^^'  "^  ^he 
onedead  m^hadtSi'uSa^4wy  n^s^^^   ^""  ^^  «^»^'  ^ 

Jocelyn  Cipriani  brushed  ^^m^S^&^d  f„,„  ^h.  k^   .u 
mo  St  and  clinging  ashes  of  the  sCt  aSl  coTeJte  "t^'.^^,?!  ^ 
met  his  eves  beneath  wac  t*Tiri«.,i  '-'^  *"/"  ^•"/"'ci.     ine  sight  that 

BoayYrom  the  fire    andmuchrSiJflftk't^  P^niaUy  preserveif  the^ 
wwl  it  fcom  ft.  Rpwer  of  th.  co»«unfag^«»«rA  "aSS 


fT.j 


.# 


t 


146 


Ji^A  MAIMIJS  *S  SAJOS, 


imdlof  biimt  pctrolmiih  pervadad  thewhdeiwn^«ndfiragm«te 
Suriass  lamp,  scattered  on  the  aoor,  showed  plainly  to  the  parntW* 
S»«?vant  eye  what  had  been  the  origin  of  the  whofe  caiastr^SPh*;. 

Jocdyn  Cipriani  gazed  for  a  swond,  horror-?tnick.  n|»n  tte 
hidMUff  tor?  thus  fwfuUy  presented  to  his  fwimmmg^tr  then 
Kmed^vwiy  his  face  m  natural  disgust  from  the  sidcemng  ob- 
S^/S  let  hfe  phUosophy  so  far  forget  itsdf  lor  the  tuneas  to 
Kh4he  tears  hastUy  from  his  dim -eyes.  As 'Sf /dnan  Fpn,  he 
^  back  with  a  fearful  shudder  from  the  horrible  remains  of  the 
San  whq^  death  he  had  so  unwittingly  been  instrumental  m  caus- 

"*- Jocdyn,  Jocelyn."  he  cried  instinctiydy.  ^"tf%  JJ*';!^^^'*  . 
ann  toiuppirt  hiirtsdf  from  falling,  « this  is  topho^*ble,  too  honi- 
We!  Do^rteU  her  of  this.  She  must  neverjoj^  it.  We  must 
kw)  itfrom  h^whatever  happens.  The  aght  >srould  poaon  her 
Sfe?or  ^er:  #miy  fiear  he^dead,  but  she  inust  never  know  a 
word  about  th^e."  \,         fil^,;'  :    /    v  -        ^ 

'•Ndyer,"  Jocelyn  an^fered  very  firtnly.        /     ; 

Adrian  Pym  approaiScd  the  corpse  once  mbre,  with  a  blandicd 
fatee^^ri^  intSest.    It  seemed  to  posses/for  him  some  homd 

^**^^^!"  he  muttered  to  himseU  1i  a  Ifosise  undertone.    ''He 

is  dead,  dead;  and  Maimie  is  a  — r'^     v  J:         L.  "  <^ 

»       Jocelyn  checked  him  sternly  wtha^rd^g  gesture.    ,^^_^ 

^  He  is  dead,"  the  painter  said  inMiSteier  voice,  "and  Maimic 
is  .  .  .  a  vMow.    Never  for  a  mj^  s4y  the  other  even  to  your 

"^iUd^hl^S^'went  b^ck  t^^^  said^J 

a  wwd  about  thi  fire  or  the^utilatioh.    They  t^d  her  mat^. 
brStt^to  lier  gently.  thalSydney  Was  dead-dead  at  the  ho^ 

^  ■:  -;    ^^      ^    -I:  - 


-?4- 


4'   — r 

TBI  OftDSAlir    r 


--  ^s 


«*?>; 


Tfiri»K  ^  an  inquest,  of  course :  it  wjuld  {«^  t^^?^ 
impossible  to  do  without  an,inquc8t;  but,  aftw  all,  it  was  »  PJ»««I 
Ka  one.    The  fire  had  almost  obliterated  from  "J^^^^jfitSj 
STtol^^^^SnSiWS^^Wtoraiapen*^^ 
St^y  the  real  and  origiiSl  qucstfon  how  Sydney  Chc^enix  W 


.>J. 


^e  ^  his  suspidoils  and  mysterious  death  in  the  first  pj^'   "Jjj 
♦  SSwirf  the  Eharred  and  Sisfigured  corpse  ^b«)rbed^ention 
from  the  wouiid  and  the  letter,  whidi  seemed,  for  the  re*.  ««• 
ciMrebvto«»  / 


THE  ORiyiA, 


H7 


'denJ^  ^^^^S^^^^^^S^^Ji^  ^  fve  her  eH- 
coroner  and  jury.  natiira^tSed^l  m.St^  *"**  J^^"  ?  «»<« 
sorrow  in  so  yoJni  arldchnrfj«h  ?,  ^^  °*"*^**  beauty  and  so  mudi 
ber  go,  SStSlthan  £1^^^^  "^^^  ^*^  content  to  I^ 

comfto  t£  kSto^^n^he  e^^^^  ^H"^^-  ^*^  how  she  h5 
place  aU  deIu»S\Sth  blJhd  w  S??*****^  ?"**^«*«'  ^^  ^©Wd  the 
Se  table.  sS^^  M^'?!!^;  letter  (produced)  lying  upon 
her  ever  he^Tworf  Z^lS^  and  tbok  her  homVlJiuSttt 
horrible  dS^m^S;?   '      ^"^  "^  '™"  ^^'  **»<>«'  ^«  ««  and  S 

h JSTey&S^  fS^j;^^  K  "r*^  oath,  andtlescribed 
dep«^^  and  duU  i^dfeSJi^d^El^JiS   %!^'Si^ 


had  si^eSX  jS;^^^  so;  that  he 

tempt  to  destroy  himself.'*  ™^  J^'  fiWng  to  make  an  at* 

hinSf  ?  *•  *^  ■»'*»P<«  ol »  ihW  when  Mr.  Chwaix  dwt 
•tend «iMgelyOTtVed3«.^S^„     *'""',,'"'"«'  «o™*ow  to 


i48 


FOR  BiAIMIS'S  SAKS, 


1  »     .  "■  ■ 

we  wanembdr  that  she  too  sees  things^  from  her  own  particu&r 
points  of  view  exclusively.  So  musing,  Jocelyn  Cipriani  dismissed 
from  his  mind  tjiis  queer  suspiciousness  of  Hannah  Gowlaiid  s  der 
fchSive  manner ;  andas  for  the  rest,  they  were  neither  painters  nor 
observers  <^thuman  nature,  and  they  overlooked  the  signs  of  it,alt?>- 

**^hi  only  other  important  evidence  as  to  the  cause  of  death  was  the 
iibd«i-suigeon's  at  the  Regent's  Park  Hospital.  That  evidence 
Jocelyn  watched  with  close  attention,  and  so  also  did  Adrian  Pym. 

Surely  the  doctor's  practised  eye  would  detect  the  fact  that  the 
wound  ws  not  a  self-inflicted  one  ?  Yet,  after  all,  why  should  it  ? 
Many  wounds  must  be  much  the  same  whether  the  pistol  be  held 
by  the  hand  of  the  wounded  man  or  that  of  an  adversary.  As  for  , 
the  surgeon  himseU,  he  had  very  little  doubt  at  aU  about  the  matter. 
He  had  at  first  supposed,  indeed,  he  said,  that  the  wound  had  been 
inflicted  by  another  hand,  because  he  thought  the  b^  had  passed 
in  at  the  back  below  the  shoulder-blade,  and  out  m  front  by  the 
right  lung.  But  now  that  he  had  been  able  to  perforin  a  careful 
and  accurate  post-mortem,  he  saw  distinctly,  as  did  his  brother- 
opttator,  that  the  appearances  which  had  at  first  led  him  to  adopt 
that  hasty  opinion  were  whoUy  deceptive,  and  that  the  buUet  had 
really  been  discharged  from  a  pistol  held  close  to  the  body—nght  in 
front  of  it— as  wo3d  naturally  be  the  case  on  the  hypothesis  of  a 
suicide.  Death  was  due  entirely  to  the  pistol-wound.  The  injuries 
by  the  fire  were  clearly  subsequent.  Life  had  been  exUnct  [or  fuUy 
half  an  hour  before  the  beginning  of  the  burning.  The  jaw  had  had 
time  to  set  in  completely.    Of  the  causes  of  the  fire  the  surgeon 

^Two  more  witnesses  were  caWtA,  pro  forma  ;  but  their  evidence 
really  related  entirely  to  the  accident  in  the  ward,  and  not  lat  aU  to 
the  underiying  question  of  the  fatal  pistol-shot.  They  were  the 
nurses  at  Ae  hospital.  One  of  them  had  seen  the  deceased,  Syd- 
ney Chevenix,  No.  17,  die  at  a  quarter  to  three  m  the  morning. 
She  had  tied  up  his  jaw,  as  usual,  with  a  handkerchief,  Mid  left 
him  there  tiU  tha^ressers  were  ready.  She  was  positive  he  was 
dead  before  tWlfe  broke  out :  why,  yes,  of  course  she  was.  She 
had  seen  hundreds  of  them  die  in  her  time,  and  would  she  have 
ffone  and  tied  up  his  face  if  she  thought  it  possible  he  was  stiU  liv- 
mg  ?  At  four  o'clock  she  handed  over  the  charge  to  Amelia  Hcs- 
idwether.    And  so  she,  for  her  part,  was  weU  out  of  it. 

Amelia  fiesselwether  had  nothing  serious  to  add,  so  far  as  rte 
Mrded  the  cause  of  death,  to  what  hadbeen  already  stated  by  the  last 
^tness.    She  had  seen  the  deceased,  Sydney  Chevenix,  lying  dead 

'-^1irifoi7'vdiciishfrioek  over  the  room  from  her  pedecessoF,^^^^^ 
was  stone-dead :  of  that  she  was  certain.  As  for  tfe»  fire,  which  had 
nothinjr  to  do  with  the  cause  of  death,  it  oririnated  in  the  restlessne^ 

•  of  anotoer  patient,  in  No.  18,  delirious  with  fever.  No.  18  had  u». 
set  the  paraffin  lamp  by  his  bedside,  and  the  whole  place  was  to 
flamM  b  «  iecoAd.    By  great  efforti  they  hMd  watcMuixOfy  r^ 


*>-. 


TffS  OXDSAl.    f^^^r'""^  ,    L 


««»J^^^^?r^''  .!lf*'*^^"?  ?^  narrowly,  observed  that  this  wit- 
S.«  ti^i^^^  ^^^^l^^^T'^^'^?  ^*  reluctance,  tad  in  some  oSH 
ous  trep  dation.  Clearly  she  had  certain  good  reasons  of  her  oSra 
for  wisUr  to  hush  up  the  business  as  far  ^  possible.  W  th  his  S 
sbncbve  habit  of  throwing  himtelf  into  btW  people's  attitudS. 
?«Tf 'J*^*^?"  ^*  once  invented  a  plausible  cause>r  iti.  The^womi 
vIaII  '^^en  dozmcrwhen  the  accident  arose;  it  was  evident  she 
♦-Ik?  <=^ar  Idea  or  her  own  how  it  aU  came  about ;  and  she  was 
Kteon  ""^  **^'  "*^  ^°'  ^*^  sh^should  lo89 

That  concluded  the  whole  evidence.  » 

♦h«  kL^®  W  whispered  together  over  their  verdict,  four  faces  in 

different  dMg||fed  kinds  of  anxiety.  Jocelyn  Cipriani's  was  pale 
Si'f^^^K"  Pym's  was  sullen  and  teVrifiecT:  Hannah  gSw! 
H«crfwS!P^  "^1?^  a  deep  red  spot  of  violent  intensity :  Amelia 
Hesselwethers  was  heavy  with,  the  sordid  stoUd  fear  of  a  dull 
stupid,  self-centred  servant-girl.  «  »«ir  ui  a  quu, 

«?« Ji^^K^  ^°""*^'  *^^*'.*  "i^nute's  consideration,  that  the  deceased, 

S  ^  ?^i?!?' '=*'.?™'"^/"'"^«  ^^»«  '"  an  unsound  ^^f 

mmd,  and  added  a  nder  condemning  the  use  of  paraffin  lamos  bv 

the  patients'  bedsides  in  the  Regent?  Park  HospitSl.  r^  ^ 

rinlni     ..x?^'"'^*?'?"  ^1"  *n"«ered  soft  and  low  to  Jocelyn 

'^^  rrfJl^  w  ^i"*'"*  P"^'  ^^J^'^^'^f  ^  <Janger,  I  hope,  foieverV^ 

"Thifii     '  7?^^^^  answered  with  a  sigh  of  relieved  suspense. 

The  fire  was  the  very  luckiest  thmg  that  could  possibly  haveha^ 

wned  for  us.    It  took  off  those  twelve  foolish  pei^ns^'  d?Sc?5 

attention  from  the  one  fundamental  question  of  Kfc  and  death  thev 

were  reaUy  and  truly  asked  to  decide  upon  "      -  ^ 

^  As  they  went  out  of  the  room,  Hannah  Gowland  stood  half- 

Anting  by  the  door,  and  leaning  on  Lucy.  I^    »woa  nau 

"Thank  God,"  she  was  muttering  low  to  h^If.    «  They've 

SlefLu^'.'J"*".^^  '^"'^'^^    '  ^  afraid  tg^d  get  mtto 

uSt^? li^^"^^?"^^,  ^^^^  ^*^  *«  ^^ n««e  hard  by. 
vn,v*     « "rw    .*  *  blessing,  anyhow,"  she  said  in  her  coarse,  stoUd 

SS^nalffi    I'^^^P*^'  **y  8?yin^  they  oi«ht  never  to  have  used 
^m  paraffin  lamps  there.    I  wi5  ^raid  oTmy  life  they'd  be  giX 

T  ^^^hJTv^ ^'*  ^^'  ^"^  fomgner  man  get itit^o upsS  . 
pwmtaod  in#4  flovere^  as  soon  ««  he's  discha^  if  only  Yi 


I  - 


i 


A'< 


.VVl 


si 


m-j  ^ 


ISO 


>J^ir  MAIM/S'S  SAITE^ 


tffing  him  back  wk  what  the  verdict  was  as  sooil  as  thiejr'd  ^[hna 
K.  He's  been  as  mad  to  know  what  it's  all  cbming  to  as  if  he 
thought  they  were  %oms  to  hane  him  f (»-  bpsetting  the  paraffin.  I 
do  believe  tne  man  aint  right  im  his  head  sometimes ;  and  that's 
jiBt  my  opinaoik  about  it*'  v      "'      \     ^ 

■  Beoyov^!  Benyowski!  so  that  was  the -name  of  the  patient 
w^  ume*:  the  lamp,  was  it  ?    Where  on  earth  had  Tocelyn  heard  ^ 
the  name  before?    It  was  quite  familiar  to  him.    Atid  then,  with  a;^ 
siidflen  revival  of  memory,  it  flashed  across  his  mind  that  Benyow-""^- 
sId  was  tjhe  name  of  the  grim  Polish  assistant  who  used  to  work  in 
^dney  Chevenix's  laboratory.    What  on  earth  could  this  man  Benf^^ji: 
yo^lp  have  to  do  at  the  hospital,  and  why  should  he  be  so  ihterw\« 
ested  in  the  result  of  the  inquest? 

Thiee  days  later,  Jocdyn  Cipriani  and  Adrian  Pym  went  down 
witii  many  other  mourners  to  S}'dney  Chevenix's  funeral,  at  Wokin|p^ . 
Cemetery.  >And  whefi  they  saw  the  loose  day  shovelled  in  upon 
that  oaken  coffin  in  the  shallow  crave,  they  both  fdt  in  their  own ' 
minds  that  the  earth  hac^  dosed  for  evfcr  and  ever  upon  Maimi^'s 
secret.  -•  •  -»   ■ 

Murder  will  out,  says  the  old-fashioned  ^roverb-<i  proverb  of 
days  moit  believing  than  our  own.  But  murder  wOI  not  always  ' 
out,  tho\igfat  Tocdyn  Cipituii ;  as  a  matter  of  fact,  ho^r  many  times 
kyw  is  the  ^verb  falsified?  Who  ever  discoVdred  the  Great 
Coranft  Street  murderer?  or  the  Braithwaite  murderer  ?  or,  to  take 
a  more  certain  historioil  instance,  past  all  gainsaying,  the  murderer 
of  the  X^dr  girl  hnmdrtalized  by  Macaulay  ?  No,  no ;  the  vulgar 
axiom  will  not  Mid  water.  For  who  on  earth  would  ever  dream  of 
■uspectibg  poor  little  innocent-faced  beautiful  Maimie ! 

Blades,  save  Maimie's  own  sdf,  who -ever  knew,  if  it  came  to 
tibat,  whetlu»'  a  murder  had  or  had  not  been  committed  ? 

On  iK^iat  a  sU^^t  thread,  to  be  sure,  does  the  crime  itsdt  really 
hing  I  We  call  U  a  murder,  because  Sydney  Was  dead.  It  would 
have  been  Uo  m(Ht|  than  a  mere  acddent  if  Sydney  had  happened  to 
poll  safdy  through  it.  ,    ,.         • 

But  Sydney  was  dead.    So  there  was  an  end  of  it 

Sydney  was  dead,  and  now  aU  we  had  got  to  think  about  w«i 
how  to  Qiake  Maimie  happy/ 


k 


CHAFltR  XXX. 


-"«■ 


THE  OTHSR  SIDB. 


Etl^Y  eycni  has  mamr  aspccts^-^me  for  each  mind  that  il  «l 
iVtar  or  spectator  of  it.  This  was  how  the  events  of  that  terribte 
iipSode  cAviiafBd  theoudvei  to  liiiiBi«»  t«  Jocfityo,  and  to  Adrian. 


/ 


''Tm  dTffEn  Slim. 


Hth 


'« 


\  ) 


MtanwhOe,  they  had  envisaged  themselves  vfciy  dilferemly  to  Svdi. 
^^!;;T  *?  '*»l*^<^'?«n'  ^a^d  .at  Regent's  fcSSJal    ' 
When  Jo?e yn  had  left  him  en  his  first  visit,  SydheTdozed 

E^«li"«tTE^?'  .r°T^"^"^.°^  ^»  that  was'pSnl^aS 

^'  ^  *u  "P**/  ¥*^  ^**^'  s^*ne«*  to  him  a  considerable  intaiJS. 

n.i!T^  ^  f  *    ^IP'??  *^  nei^hhoring  church-tower  strike  elev«au 

.hen  he  awoke  to  a  faint  conscfousness  of  the  fact  that  the  ba^^S 

-  "  vl'J**-  '•^'  ^^ 'S^.aUotted  to  a  fitsh  patieS?        ^   ^ 

Very  cunous  mdeed?'  Ac  suigeon  Was  sajine.  "this  second 

c^.  so  precfedy  sim|larto  the  oth«  one,  coS/S  onAe^e 

evcnmg  f  There  mus^  be  some  \cAW  muTX^j^T^f  :„  ^  !^r_^'^ 


J 


•%M- ^^7^    «-.«»««« Vita  &1IUWI1, 1  wonaerr 

The  man  they  were  laying  in  the  next  bed  seemed  to  be  moving 
his  hps  for  a  momen^)f0ebly  and  ineffectually.  ThenSydnwCh^ 
lux  sW  gave  a  sudden  throb  of  surprise;  knd  wonden  wUheS- 
tenrf  words  struck  his  ear  distinctlv,^StoSl^?S&"  ^ 
\^rl^l  was  Benyowski  himsefr,  not  a  doubt  aWl.  Some 
faJh^t^JS;?^  ^' ^"^^^^^^ two  discoverers  there- Skt  nSht 
SiS^^!!^**^^  conjunction..  Sydney^bevenix  breathed heavflJ^It 
seemed ttfce an mterpositionof  fate  tlw^  had  brought  R-nTOvraSri 'so 

Stamslas  Benyowski,"  the  sui^#)n  repeated,  vrntine  do^S 
»ame  ciirelesslv  upon  a  blank  carj  and  s^iS^^Tinto  ihThtS 
metal  receptacTe.  .  "Ah.  weU  then,  that  accwffib^it^.    ApSL  ' 
I  wppose :  ohe  of  these  refugee  dynamite  Soplp^;  -Kre  alwSS' 

A/k!±S**"^8^"«^??f^'«¥i»n«this^nm^^^^ 
As  he  sPp'fe.Benyo^ki.  lymg  stnkchcd  at  fuU  length  upon  the 
JJh  S»^J*7^i  laid  lui„,turt.ed  J^s  pale  face  slowlyS  tlffij 
Sil£!?*^  *l^I*&'I  Ghcvenix  with  a  Sudden  look  of  suiwfeeSd 
Kcggnition.  wM  Syati^y's  featurWimip^^^ 

£?;  ^L^?  I«»ew  one  another;  it  was  iiSpossible  to  mistake™ 

2w.*S^  *'ijf^''7'l'r^°*  ^^  ^^^^^'^  each  met  the  startW  «» 
of  his  wounded  neighbor.  *-**«=«  ijw 

nJlSlSt™'**'!?']^**^  of.'em,  I  don't  doubt,"  the  suigeoii  Went  oi^, 
preceding  poolly  to  examine  the  wound.  "  Must  have  bceJhaS 
fh!?*^  pistoUmatch  aU  round,  somewhere  K  to  MaJyS? 
^iVStS^f"^^?^  these  people  usuaUly  congi^te."  By  jJ^twi 
Ust  Wldw's  done  fon  anyhow.  He  can't  PQ^ibThold'oW  mort? 
h?th Jni'^K:'£L'*^iL"°u?^  ^^ to^8S«iyrhing for h^ ^oSy 

CMtiy.  Absurd  etiquette  of  the  profession,  to  be  sureTthat  can't^ 
ej^a^  a  ca«^  like  this  to  die  unwonic^  to  his  bed.  iii  JSLfSd 

««Jl^llf  2?**"  **¥  *?*°^  *<*  t«  doing  pret^  wen,"  whispered  th«  . 
mm.  to  the  Rgnlation  undertone  </•  l^£^Jw«L  *^^  n 

■    'A  "     "^  ■ 


.'■*  ■» 


EJ'* 


J  rttain  fthe  first  this  evieniiig.,  His  pulse  is  very  nice  now,  and  Us 
skin's  as  cool  as  one  could  expect  under  the  circumstances." 

"Oh  yeis,"  the  surgeon  went  on  carelessly,  glancing  at  Sydney 
with  a  sidelong  eye.    "  He'll  do,  I  dare  say,  if  nothing  unexpected 
turns  up  to  pnevent  him.    No  vital  oriran  hadlv  struck  there.    This 
is  a  m^dt  more  ser^^s  bullet  wound,  No.  i8's,  I  take  it.    Lungs     ^ 
graze<^,|  and  spine  a  bit  injured."      '  ^^'     .    ^  .    « 

Sydney  Chevenix  drew  a  long  breath.  OGodI  0|gonyI  He, 
-fchit  was  true— -quite  true;  he  wasn't  dyings  he  was  i^ing  tojre- 
coven  The  (injury  was  a  serious  one,  but  not  fatal.  His  profes- 
sional instinct  told  him  that  at  once  quite  clearly.  Yes,  yes ;  with 
his  splendid  constitution— that  constitution  he  was  generally  so  , 
proud  of,  and  that  now  he  hated  and  detested  so  cordially— he  was 
sure  to  get  over  it;  he  could  feel  in  his  own  heart  he  was  going  to 
get  over  it.  He  would  soon  pull  round  again :  his  pulse  was  beat- 
uig  steady  and  even;  there  was.no  fever,  no  unnatural  exaltation, 
no  failing,  or  feebleness,  or  relapse  of  any  sort.  In  spite  of  all  his 
internal  agony,  he  was  bearing  up  against  the  effects  of  the  wound 
as  well  as  co^jld  possibly  be  expected: 

Nay,  rather.the  internal  agony  itself  was  keeping  him  up.    He  ^ 
eouldn  t  die,  because  he  was  alternately  so  eager  for  it,  and  so  anx- 
ious lest  Maimie  should  be  suspected  of  having  murdered  him. 

He  lay  there  still,  pale  and  silent,  unable  as  yet  to  utter  a  wArd ; 
unable  to  confer  with  his  brother-surgeon ;  yet  hearing  and  seeing 
everything  that  was  passing  all  around  him,  and  terribly  s^tated  m 
soul  within  with  that  one  wild  thought  of  danger  to  Maignie.  -  There 
was  no  road  out  of  it  possible  either  way.  It  he  died,  they  might 
hang  Maimie ;  and  if  he  lived,  Maimie  could  never  again  be  happy. 
Ah.  God!  if  he  could  only  die  in  peace,  and  feel  quite  sure  that 
Maimie  would  never,  never  be  suspected,  but  would  marry  the  man 
she  loved  better  than  him,  and  be  happier  then  than  he  could  ever 
fau^  to  makeherl  .         ■  ,        ■     , 

Maimie  I  Maimie  I  Maimie  I  Maimie  I  Never  a  smgle  thought  of 
himself  or  of  his  suffering;  never  even  a  thought  of  anger  or  hor-  . 
ror ;  never  a  doubt  or  a  loathing  for  the  crime  she  had  committed ; 
scaix:ely  So  tnuch  as  a  pang  for  the  veiy  fact  that  she  did  not  love 
him— spc  did  love  him,  as  much  as  he  deserved  and  as  she  waa 
able;  but  one  absorbing  overwhelming  fear  for  Maimie's  safety-::*^— 
one  devouring,  entrancing,  self-effacing  desire  for  Maimie's  happi- 
ness I  Whatln  the  name  of  HeaVien  did  it  matter  to  him  whom  she 
mairied,  or  what  she  did,  as  long  as  Maimie— his  own  Maimie,  his 
darling  Maimie,  his  heart's  iddl— was  pleased  and  happy  ?  Maimii 
willed  it.  and  that  was  enough.  Who  was  he  that  he  should  vep  ■ 
to^complaui  of  it  ?    If  Maimie  wished  him  to  die  that  mmut 


4<tt« 


t 


:,r-< 


Sydney  Chevenix  felt  almost  guilty  in  his  own  io 

.wasn't  able,  try  as  he  would,  to  die  soon  enough.  ^.     . 

The  night  wore  on,  hour  after  hour,  slowly,  slowly.  The  deep- 
toned  clock  in  the  big  church-tower  hard  by  struck  twelve :  it  struck 
OQA ;  it  struck  two ;  and  stiU  Sydney  Chevenix  lay  there  on  hii.bcd 


,* 


"-/•"K  r     wnai  would  fie  not  ha™  ^:  — IV  '^"."'^  w«r^-«nance  of 

—not  a  dovbt  of  it.  FortunatVr^«  i^k^'  S**?»slas  Benyowski  was 

take  death,  too.  in  a  hospital  I  Th*.  nf^K?  ^"^  ^°^  ^<*o%  they/ 
in  her  chair  at  the  end  of  the  wid  do^H  "« '^'.  "f  *?^  ^^^  ^^.^SK 
tuwe.  and  now  and  again  waJke^^'^f^v?  ?^  ^T^^^  ^«^n»  t«ne  to 


end  of  the'ronfcorS? I'^'ltS^Ll^^dT''  ^^^?-^^ 
I  at  Sie  most  cS  cSes     ^h^^**^.?  *^"^  ^^^^e  ^ 


she  passed  ai  me  most  critical  casp*    ^'h-~i:~"'*.r  ':~"'"  s«ance  95 

yowski  was  dying-,  an^  sHeloS  at  Wm  1^^  ^^*  ^*^^*^^  Ben- 

obsenrant  eye,  as  Sydney  ChewnS^  hfr«w  fe^  ^^P^^,  with  an 

^  terestiij.  pa&nts  inTh'afd&H ™^^  ^**  °^*«»  '^''^d  at'in- 

^^-^^'WxSeti^i^      Benyowski  turned 
out  moving  in  his  bedf  to  4  ,rsaw  ^vol?""^''  '^t^^^  ^th-  y 
to  onunous  gasp,  and  remain  SforThr^n!""^^^^  ^ 

^ere  was  a  deep  breath  aTumWn/  ?k  '5^  ^pace  of  a  moment, 
of  the  facial  muSrle^and  tfStL  W^^ 
neck  in  a  loose  fashion  tha?S«lb  ^^^^  J?^  dropped  upon  the 

ward.  She  came  u^d  cl^S  ^afrfc  *^*=  *»^  ^^  the 
closed  the  staring  eyes  wiS^her  rmiTfin^  hi^  dying.  Then  she 
no  n^vPi-Ano^  «   *  _/;    ^f."*  ner  rough  finfirer  and  thnmh «,» 1 


WTJ., 


i 


.M 


tORMAmm*S  SAKS, 


'11 


% 


bie  sUtue,  dropped  motionless  upon  those  piercing  eager  cy».  He 
could  see  his  face,.no  longer  grim  and  stiem,  so  calr  and  plaad  m 
^relaxation of  death. '  ^,  ,r  .     "      i       •  ^livJ 

Oh,  what  woold  he  not  give  if  he  could  change  places  now,  fiv^^k 

Stanislas  Bepyowski!  >  «      .  »u      i     a  „.,«-«.■ 

-  Still  the  i4ght  wore  on.  Three !  Half-past  three !  A  quarter 
to  foiir !  He  couldn't  sleep  for  lookiag  at  Stanislas  and  Ainking  of 
Maimie.  A  clean-shaven  man  like  himself,  Staiuslas!  Oh.  if  4t  had 
only  been  the  other  way  I  If  Stanislas  coUl^  hayiflived  and  he  could 
have  died!    Then  Maimie  might  have  been  free  to  make  herself 


f^tf. 


V 


'"'%, 


■^. 


10  was  he  that  he  should  dare  to  stand  in  the  way  of  Uia- 

^^fwdl^e  could  Kve  long  enough  to  vindicate  her.  mid.  then 
—the  Thames  after  aU  was  very  bandy.    She  should  have  her  way, . 

and  many  Adrian.  *  .,  ^     .,     _  ,        ,,,  1'^ 

■  If  only  he  could  change  places  with  Stanislas  BenyowsW  I  . 

His  head  was  running  and  reeUng  now  in  the  wild  vortex  ot  a 
feverish  delirium.    A  great  change  had  come  over  hun  durmg  the 
last  half-hour.    He  felt  theatrain  of  that  silent  agony  was  growirjg  „ 
too  much  for  him.    His  bi^  whirled  round  and  round  hke  a^ddy 
dancer's  to  two  swiftly  alternating  refrains^"  Maimie,  Maimie, . 
Maimie,  Mairderr^'Ifdnly  I  corid  change  places  with  Stanislas 

llowly  out  of  this  diizy  chaos  of  fevered  thought  a  tcrribte,  i»- 
dcfinite.  incoherent  plan  seemed  to  rise  up  and  spontaneously  frame 
itself.    Sydney;  Chevetoix  hardly  knew  how  or  why  the  idea  occuned 
to  him ;  but  it  did^occur :  a  wild  idea,  a  mad  idea,^  a  feverish  idea, 
but  one  that  jyst  ffien  for  th^t  passing  moment  took  fuU  possession 
of  his  enire  nature  with  absorbing  vehemence-the  strange  idea  of 
actuaUy  and  physically  changing  places  with  Stanislas  Benyowsla. 
'     What vw/he,  and  what  was  Benyowski  to  the  nurse  and  the  sur- 
aeon  ?    A  case,  a  number,  a  Bed  in  the  accident  ward-that  was 
aU;  notapersonbrareaUty.    Howcould  they  ever  really  discnmi- 
nate  one  from  the  other?    Impossible,  impossible.    »«  ^new  what, 
hospital  practice  was  himself?  and  he  felt  certam  that  No.  17  and 
No.  18  were  cyphers,  cyphers,  less  than  nothmg  to  nurse  and  doctor 
In  Aeir  official  capacity.  .        .1^1. 

besides;  the  second  nurse  would  soon  come  on-r-at  four  X)  clock. 
%^  only  he  could  take  advantage  of  the  change,  they  wquld  never 

"  know  one  man  from  the  other.         ,     .     .   ,  e        v 

But  then  the  inquest  1  the  identification  I  the  neccssarjr  formahj 
ties  t  Maimie  or  Jocelyn  would  be  called  upon  to  identiff  him-- 
the  r>.rp>^,  th^t  is  to  feBenvoi^U's  body.  How  on  earth  wouhl 
be  ever  get  ovw  that  Bsuperab^  dimeilRyr  "^  "^,^1.  "i*:*^  i.- 
If  he  had  been  sanft  and  cool  and  collected  as  usual,  the  hitt*.^ 
thus  Immediately  perceived  would  have  sufficed  at  once  toqim 
for  ever  the  very  idSi  of  his  foolhaidyundertakmg.  ButtymgAm 
^  h«  li^*  feverish  and  delirious,  i«ith  the  concentrated  agony  Hi  that 


-The 


of  accidents.  OneinsanedSSncMs^iij?- ^'^  ***  ^^  *^*»»P*" 
Placesvdth  Stanislas  BenyowSa-        ^^^ 

f  ^^^  a 

together  down  the  ward.  Sydney^f^hSnc  -  ^°  ^^^^  ^«"^ 
i^y  sharpened  and  exalted  Chfe  SS^,M!f  •"^^P'^J^nitu- 
as  diey  approached,  every  syflabte  SS.¥*1^"""*'  <^^  l&r. 
thef^endofthelongcofridor        ^^^^^<'  ow  anotherfiSn 

-The^'iSeTi'eL'dSdSJ^^th^S^  fS^offlland  voice. 
opposite^endoftheA^  NeT^ni^^^""*^^^  Down  at  the 
•  or  something.  There'ra  si^rSS  ^'  P*^*°*  ^**""*^ '  No.  iV  or  18 
alongside  ofiim.  Kstd  JS  ?i  ""SeTf^*^  ^'^'^^Z  ^^  same,  ^hi 
^ down  Maiylebone  wayrF<^dSe«®Sh^„?^ 
iiamworAussianorsometS^     '       -  **^   ^°»'  «ot  cS^i  . 

tl^ttStra'Ste't^^^^  ^r?-^  Thaok  God  ;or 
timft all  might  yerS^  mX^^m^ Je  ""iS^^Sr^^^  «^ ^ «^« 
what  he  wanted  br  why  he  waited  fJkf,;  •  ^if-  ^'^"^^  «*ac^y  Jmow 
,  how  felt  that  if  only  he^cSuld^h^J^'pkces  S?thT."^^  ^.'"^^ 
«d,  Mamue  m  ght  stiU  be  saved  arSi^il*  ^-  Stanislas  Benyow- 
Maimie.  Maimre.MaLieSoS^K^^^  MSfmfc. 

Stanislas3enyo>^kir  °^^  he  could  change  places  with 

mte,  Maimie,  were  even  suspected  he  r^fiH  .^  ^f  P^P«»^    ^^  Mai- 
.  that  she  had  hot  murde^hfm     h  m  •*'T''^°T»«^and  pfove 
were  not  suspected-if  th^uiS  <«t!L  """l^^i  **"  '^^'^  o«»er  hand.      , 
he  would  ce^enti^r  to  he  Sv^ntv?h^^^  *^«  i^'T- 

hwccforth  Stanislas  Wwsta^    ?e?vl«""fer*?'**  ^°?*^  "^ome 
eveiything on  earth  that  WaThk  nn??!  y^-.J^a^mie  should  have 
•<»re  former  u^.^d^fe^ul^*'"'?"^**^**^**  <>^»herand 
she  had  chosen.  ^  "^'^^*  ^^^  happy  with  the  husl^ 

iden^cation  ?  ^^-   ^  ^^^  *«  difficult  problem  of 

When  that  was  once  fiirly  iccSno^^^  SW^^nyowsld. 
about  the  suteequent  qSon^Tn«^^'  ^^  *^^'^  ^^"^  afterward 


'V* 


I- A 


156 


'rOJt  MAIMIE'S  SAKS. 


,lf:, 


mie'a  bappin^  11^  concerned.  Sydney  Chcvcnix  ^»««^^5^.^^ 
tei«l  toSmsdf  that  right  fndwrongdidnt  enter  at  glu^ta. 
^i^al  calculation  of  possible  consequences.    In  Maimie  s  case  ftc 

"^iST^ff  iimi'sianislas  Benyowski's  fresh  whitecorpse  lay 
crha^tSf  aS  ffely  on  lis  bed  beside  him ;  and  from  minute  to  mUw 
gSf^^d^y  Ss  dazed  ey^acros*^  it  wiA  a  hideous,  hungry, 

""TffiiSSg.  indeed,  that  Stanislas,  too.  was  a  d^-shaven  . 
™«r  ^rS  ^  Re  Wmsdf  was.    Whit  nurse  or  doctor  would 
SS'^iSatrone  close^shaven  P^i-t  of  tWrty-fiv^^^^  an-;, 
other  beside  him.  lyine  in  bed  the  one  dead,  t^e  other  h^g? 

Anyhow,  if  only  chance  should  favor  hmi,  the  attempt,  at  least, 
was  wcU  worth  making.  *  , 

At*a  Quarter  past  four,  the  second  nurse,  now  alone  on  Ae 

3S  nCS  hosnital     Then  his  brain  began  to  reel  frantically  with 
•  S^  S^eS^tAd  he%early  swoonefl^  he  stood  in  the  space 
between  the  bedsyWith  excitement  and  exhaustion.  _         . 

^WiSi  a  terribfe  strain  he  puUed  bimseK  together  and  d'dn  t  M. 
Come  wl^t  mShtihe  must  carry  his  plan  through  now.  There 
wa^noj^Wof  turning^c..  Ta  do.so  WPU^d  be  fat^^U 
Mdroie^pin«ss.  Maimie  Jlain»e,Maimie,  Maimie  I  He  must 
change  places  with  Stanislas  Benyowski  I        ,  n*.„vnwski'a 

•^  We  stajTjrered  across,  scarte  knowing  what  he  did,  to  BenyovraW  s 
iiedSe^rcoipse  ky^ere,  still  Ind  olacid,  mocW  with  ite 
^^  floe  th^whirtt  of  fever  anJ/  passion  that  was  f aj 
^S?a^  Sydney's  Chevenix's  own  re^n.    He  bent  over  it, 
^TSught  it  in^hisirms.    Hushl  hushl  was  that  tiie  nurse  com- 
taffSlairain?    Were  any  of  the  other  patients  looking  ?    No. 
S?    AuXp,  asleep  or  unconscious.    Ati,  all  except  >e  man 
^ih  Ae  SA  ^  at  the  end  of  the  ward,  who  was  IW  on  lus 
Sde,  turned  the  other  way,  muttering  and  groaning  ^ebly  JO,  *»««: 
Sin  Sn  and  loneliness  1    With  one  mad  swoop  He  caught  up  t^ 
SSm^TkeTlog  from  the  bed,  and.  nerved  by  the  momentan^ 
Srth  of  fever,  raised  it  bodUy  up  in  Ws  own  strong  arms.   Th^ 
"God  for  his  stren^h,  if  it  saved  Maimie  I 
^^^|fe^tiir?«8tly  burden  easUyacr^the^^^^^^ 

"'   .TTj.  _J*i  ♦!,-«  o*««^  hftlHina  it  irresolutc  m  his  j 


^^'Hv 


the  twobeds.  aifd  thei  stood,  holding  it  in-esolute  in  his  graspW^^J 
ft  momenrS^ve  No.  i7--his  own  till  tliat  minute.    Then  he  glanced    I 
«pX  rounS    The  nurse  wasn't  yrt  returning.    AU  was  weU, 
He  wXuld  stiU  save  Maimie.    He  laid  the  corpse  down   n  h«te 
o^rSe  b4  aad  arranged  the  coveriet  neatly  across  it    The 


,7  SUSP£I/SA 

W  him  vriS,  hortbfe  «SjKt*"v^lS'df/?;''' «''''  '=^^ 
hat  mysterious  corose  nr  unZ^^^^'  l.  *^  "^  care  now  for 
^ake  l\iaimie  happ^  ^*'"^'  °'  ^>^^"&  ^  ^^^^  as  hcToSd 

fierce  joy  from  its  pla^^g^d;  im  u^^^^^^^ 

delmum,  calmly  inspected  TecXsehe^^^^  '^"«^^  ""^  ^ 

theedg^of  the  coverlet  sSKout  th^n^t  °"*i3^  P»^ed 
Jhen  Wlanced  with  intense  IpprovS^^^^^^ 
head  offhe  bed.    "No  ry  "  h^  SS  «i    j    **'^  pnnted  carti  by  the 

27,  Beaumont  Tcn^ce/LgLntT  pfi^  m  "^"^^  Sydney  CheveiS! 
jAuclded  td  himself  a^f^Kckft'L^-W.*'    As  he  ^^/^ 

th/stS  by%he*bedSe%Sr®"'  ^¥^P  ,*^  *^«  ««»«  deal  table 
Npino;  nobJdyLds^tor  noticed  r^  S^ljred  humedly'S<S 
imnute  the  nurse  wouW  be  bick^J  fh^T*^  ^P'"*^^-  J'*  anot^ 
effccted-fbr  ever  and  ever  IvHn^r?^  -^"^^  "^^^^^^  '^ve  been 
-^egaUy  dead~in  No  ly-'JltZ  ^^^Jf"'*  would  be  lying  S 
a^n  in  the  bed  bes?de  him     h  1  k  ^'^  ^IJ^^^s''*  would  l^  al^e 

hit  his  arm  sh^Iy  against  somlJwnL    k  */*•    ^^  ^^  <*»d  so,  he 

stung  him  seveSy^  ^The'e  wSt^ ^f^ITi^f  ^^Z  "°*  ^^^*  •  ^it  it 
fallme-~.nn  !«»♦♦»- ...l..         .  '^^  *  rattlmcr  sound  as  of  an  «k5-^* 


the  bed,  and  falling^n  it,  wfth  ^**L^^^^^^  back  the  quicker  fo 

swooned  away  in  a  d^  fSt  fmm  t  k- ""^  ^^}  ^^  exhisted,  he 
awful  evening.  ^*  ^™°*  ^'^'^  manifold  excitement  of  that 


„.s'4^* 


GHApffk  XXX^ 

;■  SUSPENSE. 


•n'^JlS 


^5» 


^FOR  MAtMIS^S  SAXB» 


\.. 


*^»Tak.  that  one  first-No.  i8."  the  loud™ice  <^^^-^ 
SSy  reUed  round  in  a  big  enveloping  rug-tke  l"^;^  «¥; 
Surats'VC^  ^"^S^fely  about  4.  oomdor.oo 

the^'tot^I^teC^the^  '"^rSlr '•  ^"'fl^  a^ue^ 

He  must  have  knocked  it  over.    That  was  au  ne  Knew.    «uu 

why.  he  was  henceforth  Stanislw  Benypwsla.  ^ 

The  flames  were  leaping  and  dancing  m  sava«  «»«2»W  or  iJ 
A  uc  u<ui*w<>  r   o  ,      would  bum  it  to  asnes,  or,  a* 

silent  corpse.    OGpdl  oooai  ^"X*     rr«»t  Heavens'  ^^t  a    4~v| 

^  cTtriva^ce  or  deUberate  ,f««g«"1^5'^5f t^?^^  " 
SJeenabled  him  t<»  surmount  1  I*  ^as  w<>"^5^;.!S!S^ 
S  howteSbfe!    ror  there  were  many  more  patoenttjl 
2^^'nS  andfcr^ff  plaintively  in  the  wards,  and  the  fir^. 
&1&SlJfc'  ABd  thenit^^nOd  be  M  ^  vrho 

^"]Slcss  with  horror,  Mspense.  and  fc^«*ito»s,  Sydney  Cto^: 
Tenb^^^dSmhSarbut  'a  si^le  tune  ringring  for  ever  m^^- 
S^ears.  "  Maimie,  Maimie,  Maitnie,  Maimie  P    Come  what  migM 

^  Se^S^^ce^cf ^n^  ^^ll^J^n^^^l^S 

cally  his  name  and  number.  .        .„^„«^  f^Mv  « c;tanis. 

Inachokine  voice,  Sydney  Cheverax  answer^fMbly,    Jwn»- 

lar&^SW  li  VnSthfiaccideat  ward^    And  the«,«t 

>^^£^iKt bSe conscious, itwas  broad ^f^^^ 

^'iS^hSd  no  more  ruim>.  anl^o^  ^^^^^^^ 
saw  around  him,  in  the  ne^hbonng  beds,  "M^o^^^Q^*  ffi 
obaerved  the  nigbt  before  in  Uie  room  i»  which  they  had  nm  w^ 

^^Thd  firel  the  firel"  he  cried  to  thefMsive  nut»e  at  Oto 


sirs^M^sk 


v:-^!f^iw^'  ^ 


m 


The  woman  turned  amd  ff)anr#vi  -»*  ut^  ^   .     , 
v^  out,  and  it'i  aU  i^ht  ^"      ^'^'^  ^^^^"^  m  longer.    The  foSJ 

.t,«.£?5^  y?*  8^  exciting  yoii 
««sw««i  with  stohd  indiflflren J 

J«  r  K®?f  ^  9"*«'  and  cool  asl 
to  anybajv.    tou've  got  to  lie  ^ 


ley  "went  on  eagerly.    «  Are 
^body  dead  withjt?**^ 
too  account,"  tfiewoaian 
?rs  orders  fa,  that  you're 
!«  not  be  allowed  to  talk 
,  .   «».  *  Mijui  DC  ail  the  mom>»i^^*— r  *^«te  yourself." 
cbimed  in  impotent  anSe?i     'mSi  "^^  '  ^'"  Sydney  ex- 

^         ''^^"^  the  manr'^^e  nniMi.  «»«>M  j     . .  - 
•jperity.  ."La>;^ow.Xton^^Sf  k"^?*  some  considerable 
they  w(^  IdUed  or  nof  for  ?^rf^r^^^Vt«  know  whether 

you.  eh?  and  that  had  oSht  to  be  aSJ?  ^m^^  ^J^^^^  a^^ 
only  came  in  here  iust  fast  niiJ*      a  ^^^^^.  sufficient  for  you.  .  Yoto" 
and  bother  alnSdyJlaS^ih'^;*  yp^ve  given  us  more  ^uW? 
whole  place  put  t<3f  T^!^^"^  ^<^f  ^^^r  I^d  in  5ie 
and  sct*fire  iStiie^&^tJj^  ^"^  ^  "P^'  ^^  lamp^uraSf 
as  milk.  whethJ^Tny  ^  W?i;f A°°?;7^"  }^ant  to  know.^SSd 
there's  none  of %m  LSn^  ^r^!  Accidents  is  injured  by  i  ?    So  • 
aU  away  at  a  miSSe^^  n^c^"^  voStl^"?  SS"^'    ^e  got  'em 
oiSani^ation-thafs  whTrdu  i?    L^^'^^/^^llL  I***  *» 
*te^^  ^^^  Infectious.    I  ^ '^  J^Sln  ,f  !3"  '  W  '«>  *h«* 
thdwholewardfulof 'em!  YoSS^JTi  T**"^^'  yoffHotfireto 
y«',.%tojudge  by  ^^iJkZy^^^""  be  adjuster  by  trade, 

<rf  ^mTT^'"'^  at  him  wid,  a  »o™fcri„g  «^  ^  ^  ^- 


**is 


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£!«. ow  to, and aSiiD ^, J-w^'^Sr*''? ''*"* "»« one  if  «« 


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oAite     «Iiim— Chcvenix— the  one  in  No.  17,  you  meanr  Oh,  h* 
ff dead  tonTbef ore  the  fire  began,  bless  you  J    You  set  fire  to  Wj 
rSrfiiS  find?  I 'U  warrant  you ;  but  he  ain't  burnt  up  quite,  tnougfc 
/  h?s  sc^o^^^^^  nU  just  you  look  here,  you've  got  to 

mind  me  •  don't  v6u  go  and  ask  no  more  questions. 
"^Sydney  1^  for  a  whUe  in  silent  agonv.  wondering  ,n  hte  ovm, 
•heah  whether  he  might  venture,  unon  the  one  finaT  inquiry  that 
S^ftro^bkd  hi^Snquiet  soul ;  then  \ie  muttered  at  last,  in  a  qmver 

/^''"ifhTmJch  disfigured?    Dq you  think  he^l  be  teown?    Qm 
they  recognize  him?     Can  they  recognize  him?    Do  you  think 

^'^.wWaTJ^deliiails  the  man !"  the  nu«e  replied  tes^y; 
"WhVin  the  name  o' goodness.  are>u  so  particular  anxious,  I 
shou^l'lke  to  know. about  this  'ere  patrent-Cheven  x ?    You  didn t 
S?h  of  you  shoot  one  another,  did  you?    Patients  is  Pftients--and 
Sere's  lots  to  spare  of  'em.    Well.  his;face  isn't  prettv  to  look  at 
nivw  ?ert5nlvliis  own  mother  wouldn't  know  him  from  Adam, 
he^'scSa'and   burnt  so.    You've  spoilt  Ws  ^beautV^r  him 
But  hcAvas  dead  all  right  before  the  fire  broke  out ;  and  if  there  s 
?«„kSv  Warned  it'll  be  vou  that's  blamed  for  it.  so  that's  a  com- 
^It^otnoi'^^o^rl^^  for  anything  I  tell  you     Disdpline> 
SplSe     You're  not  the  only  patient  in  the  hospital,  remember. 

iPot  Sree  long  endless  days  and  nights.  Sydney  lay  there  m  one 

contoourJeSo^  writhing  on  his  bed.  not  with.physical  pam-for 

hte^wS  w^progressing  favorably,  the  surgeon  said-Ut  with 

SSr^Ssusoense  lor  the  ultimate  success  of  his  penlous  imperson- 

fSr^l^  woSd  be^em  to  identify  the  bo/y  ?•  he  wondered. 

How'fdi^  was  It  disfigured  and  how  far  recognizable?    Would  Mai- 

mSie  caU^d  to  see  it  and  know  at  once  it  was  not  her  husband's  ? 

.    S  ^wSSd  she  ose  her  presence  of  mind,  and  say  at  tha*>supreme 

^t  so,  woum  si»  jt  wasnf  Svdney :  or  would  she  wait  and 

^TK'l;run&  the  mSS^^^^  account.  Without  dls- 

d;«t"So   he'r  d'oSTto^anybody?    Hour  after  hour  d^y 

aftpr&v  and  nieht  after  night.  Sydney  lay  there  tossmg'knd  turn- 

bgSwy  anTtorturing1.ims4f  by  asLg  over  an^over  again 

those  endless,  hopeless,  unanswerable  questions.  ^   _    ^^.^^f 

BenwwskiMs  about  the  same  height  and  build  as  lilmself-- 
♦h,t  mucrS  X  rate,  was  in  his  favor ;  but  he  was  a  somewhat 
^^^^'i'^J  r^i^Lr.  'nnH  thit.  on  the  other  hand,  was  in  so  much 


ICI     UVIIIU    avfu.    .«».-    .-.,— -^^-i 


VI     ble  abyss  of  crime  sdd  falsehnS^  *  ^5^  '^°'^est  manTwhat  teS 

S^^5^'^t^^"y<>^W's  murderi«  ^^^^  be  screen^  Ae 

be  matan^  himself  an  accSso^^^^^^^^^^  He  43d 

SLL?"'^/*?nsciencesT  and  vet  wEafJJZ     "*^  i'?^^'  and  to  palter 
Ma»i^ic,  Maimie,  he  must  savfMo-    •  ?**r  *=<*"W  he  possiblv  do  f 

g»n^ te|t  one  eternal  thought    "I  mL?*'^^"!^ *^«"W  neverth?I<S 
,   Sydney  Chevink^^?^",^)^  SJ^^,^  "  fean  to  dawn  uoin 


,\-  ...I 


I63 


FOU  MAtMXE*S  S4ICS, 


with  attempt  to  commit  m««lcr,  he  could  He  and  forswear  Wimj^ 
Z-for  Maimie's  ^e~and  declare  it  was  ^  A6  merest  afcidw^^ 
So  it  was  I  So  it  was^the  merest  accident  1  Dear,  tender-hearted, 
innocent  BtdeMaimie!  she  would  never  WiUingly  have  hurt  an  m- 
sect.    She  ^byild  never  do  harm  to  anybody  or  anything.  ^ 

Oni  the  other  haftd,  if  nobody  ever  suspected  the  truth— if  Iu« 
jrtipptised  death  was  put  down  uraversally  as  an  inexpheable  suiode 
-KSwould  live  on.  always  in  readiness  to  come  forward  and  vrndt- 
cate  her,  and  Would  watch  for  ever  over  Maimies  happmess.  M^ 
mie  herself,  indeed,  need  never  know  that  he  was  sUll  hvmg;  that 
would  spoil  aU;  that  would  prevent  her,  of  course,  from  marryiM 
Adrian.  \.  .  For  she  must  marry  Adrian.  .  .  .  She  would  never  be  . 

■hapm^unless  she  married  Adrian They  caU  it  bigamy,  those 

fools  of  lawyere;  butMaimie  would  never  know  she  was  committing 
biwmy.  .  .  .  It  waa  with  him,  Sydney,  that  aU  the  blame  wodH 
reaUy  Ue ;  he  was  the  crinunal,  and  for  Maimic;s  sake  he  would 
bear  it— he  would  biiar  It. ,  '        '     ,,         .  u-     j 

Yes,  Maimie  would  be  happy,  and  he  could  watch  over  her  and 
ensure  her  happiness.  Hevfould  be  legaUy  dead,  and  she  would 
inherit  everything.  Adrian,  whom  she  loved,  would  make  her  hap^ 
Dicr  than  ever  he  had  been  able  to  make  her.  ^.    '   •    • 

^  So.  for  those  three  endless  days  and  nights,  Sychiey  Chevenut 
tossed  and  turned  and  thought  over  to  himself  the  doubOtd  chances, 
un  suspense  and  agony;  and  all  the  time,  as  he  knew  fuU  well  his 
wound  was  heaUng,  healing  rapidly  in  spite  of  him. 

The  only  thing  that  kept  No.  i8  back,  said  the  hospital  smgeon. 
was  the  state  of  feverish  anxiety  into  which  he  had  thrown  himself. 
But  for  that,  with  his  splendid  constitution,  there  could  have  bejmno 
doubt  at  all  about  the  fettow's  recovery.    These  NihiKsts  and  dynar 

miters  always  do  recover.        -  /      .        ..,.»«#.«♦  *»«♦!,- ^ 

On  the  fourth  day.  the  two  noWes  went  out  to  the  inquest  on  tiie 
body  described  as  Sydney  Chevenlx's.  When  they  came  back  they 
found  "the  man  Bcnyowski"  almost  dead  with  eagerness  and  anx- 
iety to  hear  the  verdict  oJf  the  coroner's  jury.  .  j       ^^ 

♦*  Well.^'  the  nurse  sAid.  in  answer  to  his  hasty  rfciterated  qu^ 
lions,  "the  jury  don't  lay  no  blame  on  you,  or  no  blame  on  nobody, 
hr  the  accident  with  the  paraffin ;  they  only  recommend  that  thaj 
should  be  no  more  of  them  there  lamps  used  in  the  hospit^  at  *« 
in  future.  So  you  see  you're  safe  o«t  of  it  all  any  way.  Whatever 
Wame  there  is,  is  thrown  on  the  committee.  And  the  committee 
and  the  nurses  is  always  at  variance."  ,        u  Imji 

"But  the  body,  the  body— the  dead  man— Chevenix :  whaj  did 
.     they  say  of  him  ?  "  Sydney  gasped  out  excitedly. 

"jajm  L  oh,  him.'*  the  woman  answgred  in  her  coolwt  manner ^ 

^wK regular  thing  1    Theybl>ugmirTffSUt«drwhi!enTO^ 

.    tound  state  of  mmd,  the  same  as  alwi^s.    Another  of  your  fotg** 

eis,  a  man  with  a  pointed  brown  beard  and  some  crackjaw  ouflawfc 

Ifh  name  or  other^  ^  -  \.  ^.v^ 

"  Cipriani,"  Sydney  sucfcsted  tenatmq^.  j0 


J««»  a  careless  nod  of  the  hSd     «  h?  ^"' .  *^«  »"««  answewrf 
ll^dy-not  that  there  wS  S  left  L""?*  ^  *»d  ide|Scd^ 
wdow— a  pretty  littl*.  t f,tn  JT       ^  ^^  ^^^  to  identifv^an^  ^ 
3je  came  £  crji^fit  S  b^'"^^  TJ^  S^'^^^^k^g^  ' 

The/Se^^  ^Zl^^Z^^^S^r^t  his  waited  bosom 


.s4> 


'     '   ! 


CHAPTER  XXXSL 

AtlAS  BENTOWSKX. 


-  "ijS^ 


^1a  see  the  notice  of  the  fSne^S  th^T  *^'"°^^  ^^^  J™«w  W 
gfeteken ;  here  it  ran,  «  Fim<MJ  of  iJK^'^  ^**»  7i».  he  was  nS 
Heavens,  how  stiangi  thr^t^**'i  ?r'"?' cieyenix."    Gi2 

™>  to  his  funeial—with  hi«  «w«    J-ondon  ffone  down  by  snecial 
.And  a  little  leaderette  upon  hfaXath  *^  Rent's  Park  Hoa^S 


ej^wdves  .  .  .  overwitMio**  iSSr  ™^^ag*»tion8  on  the  naw^ 
"•"WO*  MJperimenu  nSSK  i^.T'^*'  '•*"  •  ...  iS 


i64 


FOR  MAIMIE'S,  S4KB. 


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V 


den  cutting  short  of  «o  valuable,  so  promising,  and  so  blameless  m, 
life."    Sydney  Chevenix  laid  down  tTje  paper  with  a  sigh  of  relief.  . 
For  all  was  safe  and  snug  now,  and  Sydney  Chevenix  \v^  dead^and 

"  Legally  dead  W  buried^  no  doubt;  and  next  week.  ^  he      ' 
leamedriot  long  afterward,  Jocelyn  Cipriani  and  Heniy  Donaldson, 
the  two  executors  named  thereby,  duly  proved  his  wiU  at  Somereet 
House,  and  proceeded  to  hand  over  the  whole  of  his  estate  ^to  his  ; 
wife.  Maimie,  in  accordance  vJrith  the  provisions  therem  recited. 
So  that  was  thp  end  of  Sydney  Chfevenix. 
But  on  the  low  bed  at  Regent's  Park  Hospital  a  man  of  the 
name  of  Stanislas  Benyowski  lay  fevered  and  anxious,  repeatmg  to 
himself  in  one  frenzied  delirium  the  name  of  Sydney  Chevemxs 
wife,  "  Maimie,  Maimie,  Maimie,  Maimie  r 

For  three  weeks  hfe  lay  there  still,  and  nobody  came  to  ask  or 
inquire  for  him.**  Bound  up  in  himself  and  in  his  own  thoughte, 
Sydney  Chevenix  seemed  to  grow  as  morose  and  taciturn  as  th»  • 
murdered  man  whose  name  and  personaUty  he  had  taken  upon  him. 
The  nurse  or  the  surgeon  sometimes  asked  him  curiously  whether 
he  had  no  friends  or  relatives  with  whom  he  wished^to  commum-  ' 
catc :  but  Sydney  always  answered  curtly,  "  Has  a  Pohsh  refugee 
any  friends  or  refatives?"  \        „ ..     .^ 

"  You  «peak  English  w6nderfully  well  for  a  foreigner^  ^^e  doc- 
tor said  to  nim  once,  half  in  joke  and  half  in  earnest.     .       '-J.^ 
"We  Poles  are  all  good  linguists,"  Sydney  replied  shargy,  With 
a  sardonic  smile;  "and,  indeed,  I  haye  Kved  so  long  m  England 
that  I  speak  English  now  better  than  Polish.      That  at  least,  he 
;;  thought  to  himself  bitterly,  was  no  falsehood. 

4f  The  police  came,  too,  on  a  visit  of  inquiry.  A  row  had  occurred 
among  the  Marylebone  refugees,  and  somebody  had  been  shot, 
thWh  not  fatally,  and  they  wanted  to  get  the  facts  of  the  case 
from  the  man  Benyowski.  But  the  man  BCnyoWski  could  teU  them 
nothing;  he  had  cleari  forgotten  all  about  it,  he  said ;  the  l^t  thing 
he  could  distinctly  remember  was  his  going  away  from  the  place 
where  he  worked  on  the  evening  of  the  assault,  and  from  that  time 
forth  he  recollected  nothing.  He  was  so  perfectly  stoUd  m  sticlang 
to  this  simple  non-committing  story  that  the  pohce  with  aU  their 
astuteness  could  worm  nothing  out  of  him.  ^  .   ^    .     « 

"  It's  clear."  the  inspector  said,  shaking  his  head  with  ain  air  of 
Diofaund  but  baffled  wisdom,  "  he's  afraid  to  teU  us  what-he  knows 
ibout  the  matter.  He's  terrorized  by  the  others,  that  s  the  long  and 
the  short  of  it.  It's  always  the  way  with  these  foreigner  communist 
Sople.  Even  if  you  shoot  them,  they  won't  peach  upon  one  an^ 
-%ifr.  Meifainksifiie  tells  nothhW  wtWr^iey  may  IctJum.  off  ^~ 
time  with  just  a  bullet  through  his  breast  by  way  of  a  warning ;.  but 
•if  he  confesses  how  it  all  happened,  they'U  kill  him  before  long,  as 
safe  as  houses.  And  upon  my  word,  if  I  were  hi  Ws  place,!, 
SSi't  know  but  that  I'd  do  a&  he  doea.  Its  a  deuced  awkward 
ihinf  to  have  a  pack  of  these  lawless  communist  people  down 


)' 


■\- 


'  < -'■ 


165 


.    '    ALIAS  ££jvyo  fvsm, 

S£&!?'"^^^»^y-    Weiou3tk%bureycuponthi.maa 

to  rise  and  dress  hiSf  n^^^^  ^^^"^  °/  ^'^  ^o""*^  to  be  ijoi^ 
for  the  fi«t  «me  sScf  thTfa^^^^  ^^  '^^'^^^  ^  «»«  ^ 

how  strange  a  change  hTco^  ovivtm\niZ^  ^^'^'?''^  *°  ^ 
pl  doubt  and  terrbr  ^       "*  *"  '"°^*  t^^'ee  long  weeks 

in,  tohLw^  S^vS^^^  '?^'  *^^  ^^isMfdlanea 
Mlow  and  L^Sunken^  Z?h?f  ''H^'u  ^'  ^^  chScs  w^ 
stubbly  beard,  moustechp'.nH  l""- ,  ^*  **'^^^'  *  ^^^k  growth^ 
clear-cut.  deSat^  dSSvS  W^^^^^  completelj^^obs^ured  hS 
sight  of  thecuriS^s^d  unflSlf^^^^  S*^  "J^^**  ^  ''^  ^^^"ght 
wo^  not  have  kno^VuSaTiyS^S  Che?^i  >'°T  '''"'  ^ 

have  done.    '. . '  -  t'^  ™*  '^^  *"  ^^an  he  might^therwise 

dajr  spent  at  d^hiStocSfiffT  the  outer  world.  ^ve^P 
ering  that  he  was  nM  BenSw^  H.'^fTf  °'  ^<'"»'»<ly  <%ov.* 
™y „"■-'  Ijo^nt  f«.m  .hTsSedtosSon  "^.^1^  **»^  V^ 

There.was  some  suspfaon  of  a  mya?i^1So«  Sh,  frrl' .^  "^ 
"r,''^toU"rrR^t\&?'±f '?  steps, and  t«n,ed  ^ 

pen  to  know  anVthing  aboutTDSto.t  iJ    hT,"''?'"''  H  ""^P" 
go«  by  the  naraJ  of  ItaaislS  BeifySj™.""  *'="="'™'  """I  «*» 

ayaney  Chevenix  was  thrown  romnl*.t*i«  ^tt  w        ''   .  . 
unexpected  auestion.  Jf  h«  haThS^ttn^t^fi,*"'  jFV*'?  ''^  ^'^^ 
answer  to  the  best  advantnotjvT      ,j*?  ^"'"'^  *"«  *«  frara«  his 

If^orth^^MXrjSc'ntiir^fT^  ^*^^  same^wr^  thatTwik" 

sake-must  CvLb^Fead^^^^^ 

•''bu?^?;  ^  ""'  "^^  "'P  Se^ta^^n^th^^^^^^^^  -^<» 


'k 


FOX  MAIi 


i66 


of  miftd  comptetdy,  and,  a^«s 
an  unguarded  moment  %e  fits^  tni 

«  ^ahislas  1icnyowskf*-Wiry, 
«t  >lpWng,  ^me  threfs  or  four  d^V! 

•^^^-^-^Tin  looked  at  him  with 


ihJ 


SAKE, 


.efytoget^' 
that  caine  r' 
^;;^  tak( 

p  * 

cngl 


loud  i#  pfrinan^ 

is  to  see  ifme  esca; 

No, no;  impossible. 

ith  feari^embahass..^,  -j^-  ^^ 
ll'be;Mot'oply  half  an  hodr  8i»<?eh«». 
Ilttd  to  me  the  man  was  domg  wcU 

■uihiler  and  whiter  stiU  with  ligW-^f or 
prpJ5^%htly  ^th  affected  careltol 
"It  m^'btstt:m  sure ld<in?t know  much  about  himp^ 
A«M.V  iSrifiess  if  ?t>0'U  kindly  excuse  me,  and  I  mustlft 
SSg^M^lon^"    And W  his hat-Benyowd 
*      fifeSwl  to  Sbve  away*  in  haste  arqund  the  comer.^^     ,     , 

•ffoes'bv  the  name  oT  Stanislas  Benypwski  ?  _. 

Trapmann  ^^^,^^^}l^y^^  A  plot  f    He  saw  it  all 

W^ck^  S  d^uSrTMtiStehcd  t^^^^ 
fe  St^tton?ftd  ^  th^Nihttists.  Ifnowine  they  wqat  Ue  in 
SSit  forS  had  changS-  clothes  and  name  ^\  this  oti 
I^i^hSing  still  u^ght  in  ^«^^^«' f  Si^^^ 
w  to  go  out.no  douhWimder  sortc  ridiculous  disfi^i 
away  from  England  tallica.    But  not 
;miiization— ha,  hal    ^Ww^O" 
gagged. by  dea|h«ro^^^^«| 
^^Sttil  J^urtcffto " Alexander  i 

?siJs5ttd^%fods:^r£)X^^^^^ 


ipp^ned 
Lhiebeti 


he  must 
betray  the  s€ 


led^ 
of  the 


^^■frsjg^miirsrj. 


detective/'        ^       "»e  worse  in  the  cad  for  you.    I  am  k  ptivait^ 


back.  anTSrS^^'SUi  Oil  siS  ^fT^  ^'^ 
ness.  r         "     «"iw  MIX  me  spot  with  dismay  and  weak- 

Ru^  *  ^'"  T'aP"^^ .  cried  authoritatively  to  tJieiU^Ve^ ' 

swcIiST^eShf  ^tea?^  T^apmann  an. 

;  better  for  you  fn  the  long^^J  -  ^  «^.W^^^  ^th  us/  It  wiUlfe 

powerless  in  the  mS's  h^ds     H^c^fw  t*"^""    "^^^  ^^i^^^^y 
^nst  them.   He  must  wTwiihoS  „^»  ^  "^^  *.^"Sl«  ^ 
Even  if  he  had  reaUy  knoWwho  thS^^'  Virhercver they  took  hfm. 
the  police  torpr^^c^^M^t7h^^7 1"*-!'  ¥  ''^^  "ot  appeal- to- 
hewasi^ot  ^S^B^^^'^^h^^^^ 
king  9«^eteryas.Sydn^(Sr^ixSi^Lw^h?^^  *^  ^6- 

were  in  searck    Better  riSS^K^&'Kl-^S^  ^^  ^^°™  ^^ 
^^  "P<»n  that  certain  exi^su^^^JK^^^^^^       ''^^"^^  ^'  *^  *^ 

with  the  RuiSn  mZtt^^f^rS^L.  P*'"  ^182' «  ^msett^^ 
jwt  whither.  for^^iS^EL  J»?P^^«y  '**'""-  "'*  ''■"'-    ' 


drove  off,  Sydney  knew 


s^ot  whither,  f«)^p,^,^,^jy.^m^j^  .    , 

access  of  wild  Joy  aAtwruno-  S  iSESf^^  sIHnd  In  m  own  in  an 
the  muitleitrs  c^In  1^.^^^  VkI^*  ^^*  '^  ^^^^'^ 
and  he  could  f«Kri^X«     -iJJ?*^^*^^ 
«^ «> ht  htosSSEiS.^rfVP^y  ^J^^W  be  eve^W ai 
^^^m^r^^n^ftdt^tion.  They  would  be  plciecd 


l5g  r   1^0R^AIMiB*S  SAKE,  >',j 

to  acquiesce  inAiis  li^e  subterfuge,    They  would  aid  and  abet  him       J 

"in  the  disguis€  he  had  adopted.  _  __._^-1^^---t--  -^^^'""-^  ■  ^^^^^  i 

That  they  were  banded  ass^sms  and  common  murderers  mat*  f, 
tered  less  than  nothing  to  Sydney  Chevenix  nowadays.    He  had 
one  fixed  idea,  and-  one  idea  only— to  save  Maimie;  and  to  make 
her  hairtiy  at  whatever  sacrifice.    Besides,  what  was  murder  now  to       V 
him?  'Had  not  even  Maimie— but  no,  no.  he  was  still  alive  and      ^ 
well  and  in  evidence,  and  Maimie's  tharactd-  was  stainless  as  ever. 
"  Watch  him,"  Trapmann  said  in  German  to  his  shabby  confed- 
erate, ushering  Sydney  and  theRussian  into  a  room  togrther.    "  I 
go  to  speak  to  Fraulein  Trotslcy."  .  ,  .„    /        .  j. 

The  mart  bowed  silently,  and  Sydney,  weak  with  illness  and  dis- 
tress, but  now  much  reassured,  since  they  turned  oijt  to  be^  only     ;,* 
murderers,  not  officers  t)f  the  law,  sat  calmly  down  Xp  await  his  re-       ; 

appearance.    .  ♦  '   ,  .        ,.     ^^..u  u- 

In  about  a  quarter  of  an  hour  Trapmann  retumedieand  with  mm 
came  Mdlie.  Vera  Trotsky.  .         /       ^       oj 

Tli^e  moment  the  fair-hairpd  secretary's  eyes  rested  on  Sydney, 
she  gave  a  sudden  start,  and  a  little  hasty  glance  of  recbgnition.    ■ 

"I  have  met  him  before."  she  said.  "  I  Jtnow  who  he  is,  fnend 
Trapmann.  It— it  was  from  him  I  learned  that  Benfowski  was  a 
traitor.  .  .  .  There  is  destiny  in  this.  The  Unconscious  has  worked, 
in  its  own  strange  way,  one  of  its  own  niyterious  purposeful  coin- 
cidences." ■         /  ,  ^  1         TT     J.J 

Sydney  Chevenix  rose  and  bowed  i©  her  courteously.  ^He  did 
not  understand  what  she  said  in  RuMian,  but  he  caught  with  preter- 
natural aeuteness  at  fhe  name  oF  Benyowski>  and  he  saw  a»a 
glance  that  dxe  remembered  havhig  talked  with  him  at  Sir  Antony 
'  Wraxall's.  "  '      ■     •■■■#'■  /  .'    ■  '    « 

"  We  have  met  beforaj  madeftioisdle,"  he  said  eagerly  ip  Frencm, 
thdr  common  language.  "  Y^  know  who  I  am,  and  I  know  who 
ydu  are.  We  have  each  our  ovm  purposes  to  serve.  Let  us  be 
fiink  H^  one  another,  and^strike  a  bargain.  You  know  that  I  am 
not  the  man  I  pretend  tobe ;  arid  I~I  know  for  my  part  that  you 
have  between  yoij— let  vf  say  it  jilainly— conspirdd  to  murder  Stan- 
islas B^owski.".  ,  ,      ,  .      *  1,.  \ 

VeraTrotsky,  \Wth6ut  moving  a  muscle  of  her  face,  or  betray- 
tag  the  faintest  token  of  surprise  or  emotion,  took  a  chair  hereejf, 
and  beckoned  Sydney  into  one.  Then  she  sat  dpposite  him  quietty, 
with  her  elbows  on  the  table,  looking  across  at  his  pale,  thm  face 

Hvitb  cat-like  watchfuhiess.  .  ^  „     /J     ^Jil 

"  Well,"  she  said  in  slow  and  measured  tones, ''s<J  iar,gOoa^ 
'W^t  elSe  have  you  got  to  communicate,  monsieur  ?  " 

>*bnlythfe."  Sydney  answered,  embold^ed  by  her  calmness 
-butTSwtemihe  wh^^^ 
stake  with  these  despprate  people:  "  Bcnyowski  is  dead— dead  and 

buried."  ' 

VeiA  Trotsky  ahd  Trapmann  exchanged  hi^jed,  glances  acrow 


■V 


f 


.us;;tLS!"n1piKf^^^^^  t»y."  Sy^ne^  went  on, 

"I  was  taken  to ThfjiosSr^^.flT*T^^*°^*^^™^^^ 
Jwound,onthesameevS?n?tInL^^^*  back  with  a  serious 
of  my  own.  whicri  ne1d^fot  fcl^li?  Benyowski.    For  reasonsv 
inadembiselle.  must  sSrelyZX  wlu^^^^^  monsieum^ 

his  private  reasons  "-VeJa  tSsW  n^SjL^- "^".'"^7  "^'f*  ^a^e 
t^e  parenthetical  statemenTwe^^n  nW  **"*  "npatientfy.  as>o»^h 
5myown.then/'SyXef^^^^ 

it  considered  by  niy  familv  S  Z^T^a^\  "  ?  V^^^^  *«  have 
whoformerly  ^4Sed  for  mW?  no     ^i  ^^^  *"*^  ''^""ed.    Benyowski, 

♦  tendance.    And  the  hnSv  .hi.  .if   •    •  ^*  *^  •""•  "^uts  in  at- 
body  «id  t/lll^J^t  o'j^Cdh'Sf  .'."^  ''■^  ""<'  '•»-^« 

■•.Wiat  do  you  ta?S?d  dS,g'^w'?"^*^SS'»^  "^^^ 

m«?^fortiSrto,5d?not?p^.l?''»  «-  knew„.;  j      ^., 
moreSTpffi^LSy^'-'™^. ".«""»«'"  T«P"»nn  once     ^ 

•ecoUect  i^l.I  iSect  it^     *"  "™''    I  met  him  at  jdadi's.    I 
the  !i^„r*'«^  ^y*^*o  do  o.hen««  than  coindd*  to 


^8  would-«ve- Mfr^,TS  TSi 
yowski  alwavs  m  iivAiMf/-^  ♦k—  L  _t5r. 


yowski  always  m  -. 

WCTQ  ever  required  t 
•een  you  ana  int 


trouble  and  difficulty,  taot^ 

contamieto^wiar^tel^t^ 
.^♦k--  i"''''r-/'We  should  have  a  Ben- 
j  then,  to  point  to  in  triumph  in  caacwe 

ted  you.    That  would  <mmi\K  v«ty  con- 


1^0 


SAJtK- 


«As  you  wiH,**^|ffey'an's^^    "Then  it  iracom|»ct  b*. 
tween  us.    I  will  ii#betray  you,  an4  you  will  not  betray  rail  I  do . 
not  wish  my  existeuce  as  Sydney  Ch|evenix  to  be  even  guessed  at"'  *^ 
"  You  will  riot  betray  us,  l^oUsieiir !   Why,  you  have  no  evidence 
against  us,  iurely?"  the  girl  answere^MdHijjfc^  df 

her  smaU  %nd.    "Thdre  need  be  iP^BPS!*  mi^yt^M  you 
it;  \\r?^y^  agree  to  keep  each  other's  counsel.    We  undei'- 
btives  perfectly,  we  others.    It  it  not  so,  Trapmann  ?  "" 
a  pause ;  andf  then  Vera  Trotsl^  asked  once  more,in 
_j  voice : 
mo  you  mean  to  sleep  to-njig^t,  monsieur  ^  Have  you 

'Sy4^  ffelt  in  his  pocket  for  Benyowski's  purse.  Heopened  it, 
and  fo^d  in  it  a  few  shillings,  and  nis  own  cheque,  still  uncashed, 
given  On  the  very  afternoon  of  the  murder.  — 

«*I,havc  thisi?^he  said,  showing  it  to  the  rfrl  fearlessly.  He 
undei^tood  at  onpe  that  these  good  honest  Nihilists  (red«handed  as 
he  knew  them  to  be)  were  no  mere  vulg£*  robbers  and  cut-thro^ 
.  .  .  Why  .  .  .  if  it  came  to  that,  it  was  he  Wmself,  after  all,  w^ 
was  the  robber.  He  was  robbing  the  dead  Benyowski,  his  hdifSi 
execuipp,  and  aslgnees,  of  several  shilling^  and  a  quarter's  salary 
.  .  .  btii  it  was  ha  l|w?iL  cheque  ...  his  own  signature  .  .  .his 
own  ihoney  lying  at  ffie  banker's.  It  was  all  Hfc  would  ever  $ake 
fcom  Maimie's  fortune.  For  was  he  not  dead  and  buried  now  ?  and 
the  balance  at  the  bank  was  all  Mia^ie's.  *% 

Vera  Trote^  glanced  sideHteg  %t  the,  che<«»i,  and  noted  the 
signature,  v    -  ■    ,^:    ;  t  V-^W^\'  " :■''  •  .;;  ^  ■ ,;   .^ 

"Fortunately  it  is |ifaibIe,§i>earer,iBt  to  ordiir,"  she  said,  with" 
perfect  cahnness.    "  OipN^is^^ere  m||ht  have  been  a  difficuky  in  , 
gettk^  the  money.    This  is  your  signature,  of  c6ui»e,  H.  Qie^ 
^enix^Ah,  yes,  I  thbttg^Ljo.    Have  the  goodnes^  hionsieur,  ta 
lake  twben  and  write  yipPlame  here  qfii^his  I»ece|p  I)ape|." 

Shfspo^<b  aiuth(kitativc^,  like  one  ^<^v^on^'to  comn^^,  a^^ 
Sydiiey  ooeyed  her  a.t  once  without  demur..  Jpl  girl^ii^^ilKd  t^e 
two  signatures  with  a  searching  glaive,  mUK^  passed  the  dii^ue  - 
and  the  paper  over  tolTrapmann,  HMLsmiled  and  nodded. 

"  i  believe  he  maj^  be  trusted,"S^s^  in  French.    "  Benyow- 
ski is  i^|!ead.    At  ai;0r  ^1^  w^m  t#  him.    A^d-if  he  proves- 
to  be  l^ifig  us  liesr—"  ^f;  /       . 

^IH  signmcant  gesture  amply  ^plied  the  end  of  the  sentence.^^: 
^ney  comprehended  it  with  perfect  ease,  and  frigidly  bowed  hia  s»i  S 
cystic  acknowledgments.    She  had  thrust  an  aerial  knife  with  her 
^cate  small  hand  Mo  the  shadowy  heart  of  an  imaginary  victim. 

"Would  you  like  nionsieur  to  cash  thUifoiy you?'  the  girl 
asked,  waving  the'clioqiuel6\^  "         ~  - 

"I  thaiik  you,  mademoiselle/'  Sydney  answered  politely. 
^  >Take  it,  M.  Trapmann,"  Vera  Trotsky  said,  handing  it  to  Mm, 
"Monsieur,  you  had  better  stcfp  with  iis  here  in  this  house  for  ^ 
pnient.    It  will  be  some  little  temponuy  guaxantee  of  your  giod 


\ 


^ZJAS  BEIfYOWSid, 


171 


^^  «^^o„'?2SiTi-  '%^^'^j^-> 


^__ •A^^'^    Sydney  answered  with  nerfpr*  f««i,i""  ■ «. .       .     • 


{ ' 


"  f hi.k»?"  «^-  "^  *  ^ntfoftable  room  for  you  ?  " 

time  to  aisappear  from  sSr  •  .^  u^  1  ^'?^-  I  w»l>  to  ha»e 
^  my  extS  app^iSL'  f^^Z.^  grow  longer:  to 
a*"">e  altogether  Ser  ^„S,?'  fSS""';  """J  r"^-  «<> 

Mi«.  Vera  bdwed  and  laughed.  '  ' 

You  c'Se^o^'^^^d^  to^'o  f  J^^^^.  '^'./  «^  y««' 
at  a  moment's  nStice  dovml^aTv^^J^^A  u^^""^  J^  i^  we  chose, 
and^every  living  soul  C^i?  m  it  p"^'  IS^^h?**"^  ?P.^  *"»  ^<*^ 
a  %ilar  mwol  litti^ISs  ^  st^  oJm  ^**^  *=**^'*^^y  ^ 
•^-^-^^f  opposite.    ^  ^'^^  *^  *°«*  gawnt  upon  the 

fTsmiled.^;    ^  :.•' -^•/-,":-r--^"  ■'.■.■.-■-'•"'•- ■■■>':■ 

-"•    lifeS^:^^^  "I know  them 

life  at  tppiMav  railwav  stJfiS     v     /^^  attempt  on  the  Cwr's 

^<rf  the  initiJte^^  ^^  ^'5'"*°"*^  ^«*  clockwork.    I,  to<^™ 

But  Jte^^ou^'^lL^-  bltS^^i."  |««t,adeyou«e«: 

"^  ^ 

ftt,m  thrbScTrd  co^J^?P"f«.Sr^  l«ck^  the  calk 

Sydnejr.     ^      **  counted  it  out  with  scrupulous  accuracf^ 

cid;- he'oi^rv*^^,  s5ss'iffit':^,r  ^^^j.^y  -'^  ^ 

would  ever  ^h  for  thS^  ,1  "^^a ^1,  ?"'^*»^  ^  the  last  thejr 
yowsK  had  been  s^erin^m  ?■    ^^"2  ^  explamed  that  Mr.  Bwl 

to  send  it  in  fo^^Tt^sSSS^r     B^^^^^^^  ^  **""  "^^ 

custome^o  casf Si^^^-,^^  evidently  ac 

Nill^fet*J?L%?oCT  s=fo  Sept  iTL  very  ^ic|,t  of  the 
night  of  the  acddeSlSe  £f  ti^.f  &  ^?  J^*^*^  ^"»*  time^ce  the 
cident-he  sleml^lundh^f J**S^^^^     ^^  *°  **';»?^  ^  *«  ac 

*uM4N!ue<i  in  savnig  itlignae^  ^^^   ^  ^       •■•»  uio  ttaa^rwy 

dead'^dTriS.1SdlS^3SJS^^^^  t^°°<^  ^  ^bl 

•ent  Init  StanislM^iJiS  -  r^^  ^^  "ni^'**^  con- 

Msodates  wre  meSSd  to  «;mr?*^  »5»yow»ki's  own  friends  and 
™  prepared  to  come  forward  and  atttist  his  identf^. 


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CHAFltR  XXXnt 

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For  a  wedc  or  two  after  the  inquest,  Maimle's  nerves  were  coair 
pletely  shattered,  and  J[ocelyn  Cipriani  thought  it  best  that  she 
aihouldflO  away  for  a  while  to  the  sea-side  for  rest  and  change,  such 
as  befiirod  her  condition.  Jocelyn  suggested  a  cottage  at  bilbuiy; 
and  Hetty  cried  out  at  him  for  a  monster  accorduigly.  "  Go  to  Sfl- 
bury^  indeed,  where  her  poor  father  had  lost  his  life  suddenly  a  year 
before,  when  she  was  now  suffering  from  the  still  more  sudden  and 
horrible  shock  of  her  husband's  suicide!  You  men  are  always  so 
unfeding  \    You  hav^  ho  tact  an4  no  sympathy ! " 

And  Maimie  quite  agreed  with  her.  She  would  be  mop^  to 
death,  she  said,  at  Silbury.  She  wanted  to  be  taken  out  of  herself, 
and  to  see  new  scenes  and  different  people. 

So  she  went  down  to  Brighton,  while  things  were  unsettled,  and 
Hetty  went  with  her  to  take  care  of  her  and  keep  her  company.  A 
drive  on  the  King's  Road  daily,  and  a  first  glimpse  Of  that  perpetual 
panorama  of  vt^;ar  ostentitiousness  that  unrolls  -itself  for  ever  on 
the  long  sea-front  frdm  Kemp  Town  to  Cliftonville,  did  Maimie  good ; 
it  was  her  idea  of  life,  the  sort  of  thin^  she  really  relished ;  and  it 
helped  to  banish  for  a  while  from  her  mind  the  memory  of  that  ter- 
rible accident  of  poor  dear  Sydney's.  For  Maimie  j^d  not  know 
what  remorse  meant ;  she  was  very  sorry  at  the  moment  for  what 
she  had  done,  and  very  frightened  at  the  possible  consequences  for 
a  few  dajTSi  Mter;  but  as  soon  as  the  coroner's  jury  had  broii^t  it 
in  temporary  insanity— that  cheap  and  insulting  refuge  from  the' 
a>arse  barbarishi  of  a  practically  obsolete  law— her  mind  was  com- 
pletely set  at  rest,  and  ^e  felt  in  the  ample  language  of  French 
t  Assemblies  that  the  incident  of  the  explosive  was  now  closed. 

Anyhow,  she  couldn't  come  back  to  Beaumont  Terrace ;  that 
was  certain.  The  aUding  associations  of  the  place  would  be  too 
dreadful.  She  must  take  a  new  house  somewhere  els^  in  the  neigh- 
borhood, not  very  far  from  dear  c^d  Jocelyni*s,  for  herself— and 
Adrian.  For  of  course  M^mie  took  it  for  granted  now  that  Adrian 
would  marry  her.  Poor  dear  Sydney,  how  lumpy  he  would  have 
been  (for  he  was  really  fond  of  her)  if  only  he  had  known  that 
she  would  be  comfortably  roauiied.  when  he  was  gone,  to  dear 
Adrian!  '  X  V 

,,  *•  Of  course,  darling,"  she  said  to  Hettjr,  with  d,  confidential  nod 
oil  htir  baby  head,  so  quaintly  and  quakerishly  pretty  in  the  incoo- 
^yuous  head-dress^  a  wittow^a  cap— "of  ^ourse,,^lti^,^^rocMa%^ 
,uke  to  be  very  far  away>  you  know,  from  you  and  Jocelyn ;  you  have 
ahwayH  been  such- dear  kind  friends  to  me  since  I  first  knew  jrou, 
and  more  than  ever  in  this  terrible  trouble :  so  if  Tocelyh  would  jiuH 
look  ouik  a  house  for  me  somev^ber^  in  the  neighborhood,  and  Mt 


J,> 


^■: 


''■•■"-r 


^V'^NLY  JuIfCffXJJ^' 


new  house  and  SVeSrS^'Jt^^^^^  "^^  «^  ^ack  to  thS 

dear.  I  don't  undei^taSdX^^esShnlSlP^^^^  ^! 

«nd  gpteful."        ,  Dusiness—I  should  be.  awfuUy  obliged 

Mtrra'&S'^''^"S='5fy  recti-!  „oa^  • 

rouirf  spot  that  always  bSTiri"briSf2rtl  I?P«<Mly!  anS  thS 

ajnong  the  fresh  sum)undte  X  t52J:2'^8^  ^°»f  ^  ^eraetf     ' 

inr4is„fjsl3hTS5^*«^^^^ 

and  white,  perhaps  to  sbitw  T^^  t^^*:  ^dow-s  weeds-to?  E 
of  suMuecThai^'flL^^  ircfer*i"'.^*^u*^«^^b«^^ 
way  of  relievine  the  dkmaf  ^«I  ?  *^^l*^*^'y  "»^  her  bosom  bv 

beautiful  as  ev^,  Td  S tT,rrA-"'">^^  -^'^  ^^' 

Aan^    she  cried,  "  mv  darTiifa-  «i*«^j   v /.#    .      .  * 

one  ininute. longer  Aut  41  iTftlS^^^  I  couldn't  wait 
have  tome  10  sei  me  of  youroL  iS®^  ^T^  ^«  ^ou  would 
«e--«e  forsaken  me."^^  ^^'^'  ^°"  *^^e  quite  forsaken 

•iv^intdJi^;  «nH  they  gt  tj^!!^*lff ^         qu etly  and  uAobtm,  v 

4ny  fonn  of wl»^s  adeouaiely To  hvS  *^^^*^»«»"y  expressive  for 
f4!  ^^^:±^^^  ^-  «»««*>  •  moment  fhun  * 
"  How  do  you  ^c  Ac  new  house,  AdriMi  ?  ' 


•v 


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1/4 


jiox  M4iJifiJS*s  Sdjns, 


<  The  $trange  question,  so  unexpectedly  put,  brought  Adilan  bade 
to  himaelf  suddenly. 

'   *'  I  like  it  v«*y  much,  Maimie,"  he  answered  >with  a  start,  gazing,^ 
at  her  childish  innocent  face  in  something  half-way  between  wonder,  f 
and  admip^tion.    "  It  looks  extremdy  pretty,  I  am  sure  ...  as  far 
as  I've  seen  it."  ^       \ 

lylaimie  rose,  and  taldn&f  his  hand  once  mor^,  led  the  way  ^th  V 
giiiish  timidity  into  a  sniair  back  room  behind  the  drawing*room}r4p 
furnished  as  a  libraiy.  lift' 

•*I^ok  here,  darling,"  she  said,  gripping  him  still  tightly  by  the 
lumd,  as  if  afraid  to  lose  her*grasp  of  him ;  "this  roorn  I  mean  for    ,:, 
yowr  study,  Adrian." -?  -    ? 

^*  Whenever  I  come  here  ?  "  Adrian  said  interrogativ«j^.  r.  . 

"  IVA4M  you  come  here,"  Maimie  ans\Vered  v«;ith  emphasis,: 
"Whenever  that  may  be;  you  will  come  to  stop  for  always,  !•  sup- 
pose, darling."   .    -^^  *      '..  -   *  ^ 

Adrian  gazed  at  I»r  with  a  throbbing  hiear^.       .    '  "* '  ■A-'- 

*•  Maimie,  Maimie,"  he  cried,  "  you  are  too  deliciousf  S(o  it's  aW"  ; 
aettled,  is  it  ?  You've  arranged  this  house,  then,  for  both  of  us.  hav6^^^ 
you?  My  darling, , my  darling,  vou  are  too  good  to  me.  WiU^cm*"' 
take  me,  Kfaimie  ?    Will  you  take  me,  my  sweetheart  ?  "  * 

Haimie  led  him  back  again  with  a  bursting  ^  bosom^jbo  the  big 
drawing-room.    It  was   a  terrible  ordeal;    but  still  she  must  go 
through  with  it.    Before  she  answered  Adrian's  question,  she  must 
tell  Ufm  everything— everytljing-T-everything.    Truthful  to  the  last, 
she  must  not  deceive  him.    She  must  not  marry  him  with  'that  hor- 
rible secret  undisclosed  between  them.    For  though  she  didn't  oftehf' 
dwell  upon  it  now— except  alone  at  night-^and  though  all  chance  !^ 
of  detection  was  fairly  past— piMt.  for  ^irer— it  vitu  horrible;   there 
Was  no  denying  it.    Besides,  perhaps  .Adrian,  ijivhen  he  cameMo'. 
hear  how  tt  all  happened^/fnightn't  care  to  ma^ry  a^well,  a  girl^ 
who  had  abddentally  ngtiot  her  first  huHband.    She  must  have  no. 
seprets  from  dear  Adrian,  whatever  came  of  It— even  if  he  rejected] « 
her,  dismlssei^her,  tramt)Ic^  her  under  foot.'  She  must  have  sym- 
^tby,  sympathy  ttoa^  him.    She  must  not  deceive  her  darling,  hefr 

"Adrian,"  she  said,  seating  hiin  beside  her  tremulously  upon  the 
sofa,  and  leaning  over  tpwara  him  with  a  beseeching  look  in  her 
great  brown  ^es,  "  the  real  q^estion  is  not  that,,  but  will  j^oii  take 
m*f  My  darling,  my  darling,  I  have  something  to  tell  you  fi^t." 
Then  in  a  frigfatcined  sobbing  undertbne,  without  preface  or.apolc 
without  note  or  comment,  "Adrian,  Adrian,  it  was  I— I— wmi 
Sydney.*^  ■ -^  k 


Adrian  seized  her  tenderly  in  his  arms;- 


"Ai" 


tie  Maitnie,  t  oug'ht  to  have^old  you  loHg  before  ho#  th^f  kne««!| 
it:  I  knew  it,  Maimie;  I  knew  it  peHectly.  My  darlingtW^^arlviji 
to  think  that  yov  should  trouble  ydur  sweet  little  heaufUpil  breafi*^ 
ii^  to  me,  mich  a^trifle^-a  notbing->-«n  accident*    Ot  mne,  Maio  1 


MKBJ^tr  MATC^MiK 


■,iV 


fltagJ'SS,ri?dly„'|SSa?h'?''""  W"^  cried,  half  aloud 

-..nffli.l^l^™--'  "er  heali  a„,„^.  fr„»  hi,  .iT.^ 
.Ill  fell%  just  h^  itlii  T,  *""''J"'  •»°'»  *«  iaOf  M  2.^3^ 


V 


aj^  Wu  for  St'  all  thf  Sii^''i 'ii.'°™J^  '"•  ».  mr  dSr- 

•'A8a^"h'^'"'"''""'''*''^tMri'ied  .  '  *• 

with  a  |to5ng gfcSe  froS^" '^k'^J?«P  htoW.' colibtoe i4* 

^Wh^  ^''^**  *  ^'c^  smile.     *  *T        '    fR 
wny,  of  course  lam  ,1a  ►i:^^..*..  .1   ,  V. 


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JFOM  UAIMlk'S  Mi 


i :  -I. 


„  .  .  ,         a 

ierface  awo-struck  in  her  hands.    «You  frighten  me  when  jm 
talk  like  that  I    You're  the  wickedest  of  the  two  1    After  all,  yott  r« 

"That's  well,  little  one,"  Adrian  answered  with  a  cabn  saiik. 
"  Now  Vyt  made  myself  particeps  criminis,  as  we  lawyers  say : 
I'm  an  adcessory  after  the  tact,  indeed,  and  as  such  Uable  to  be  pun- 
i»hed  for  the  act  every  bit  as  much  as  you  are.  So,  if  you  bke,  and 
if  it' would  reUeve  your  poor  little  heart,  darling,  you  may  tell  me  att 
about  just  how  it  happened.  I  dare  say  you  Ij  feel  all  the  better  m 
the  end  for  making  a  clean  breast  of  it  once  for  all  to  a  iather-coBP 

So*  Maimie,  leaning  close  upon  his  shoulder,  and  with  many  soto 
and  tears  and  compunctions,  began  her  story,  and  told  him  word 
for  word  how  it  all  came  about,  omitting  not  asmgle  item,  or  speech, 
or  thought  of  her  heart,  in  her  full,  free,  and  eager  confession. 
Adrian  fotened  wilh  a  compassionate  smile  playing  about  the  clear- 
cut  comers  of  his  mouth ;  and  when  she  had  timshed,  he  kissed  her 
tenderly  upon  the  forehead  once  more,  and  waited  to  hear  wttat 
else  she  had, to  say  to  him.  ,      ,  .     •/:  j     -      «*u^ 

«  WeU,  Adrian,"  she  whispered  at  last,  m  a  temfied  voice,  then 
you  wonJt  be  afraid  even  so  to  marry  me  ?  "  .*,..*  ' 

"AfAid,  Maimie!  Afraid  of  you,  my  darling!  Afraid  to  ac- 
compUshTthe  one  long  wish  of  my  heart  for  ever !  .  •  •  Majnue, 
Maimie,  Bsten  to  me,  dearest.  A  man  never  loves  with  all  the  force 
and  fire'of\his  nature  save  once  in  his  life,  and  once  only.  I  nave 
heard  it  said  often,  and  I  used  to  think  before  it  was  a  mere  fiction 
of  the  novelists  and  poets.  But  I  know  it  now :  I  know  it  by  ^- 
Derience.  A>boy  may  fancy  he  has  felt  what  love  means—with  his 
fittle  sentimenttdksighs  and  phrases;  but  when  a  man  has  reached 
'  my  years,  Maimie/^  really  knows :  he  knows  and  feels  it— he  loves 
with  aU  the  stored-up  force  and  passion  of  his  entire  nature.  Mai- 
mie, Maimie,  I  love  you:  I  love  you:  I  have  always  loved  you:  I 
shall  IdVft  you  for  ever."  .      , ,   „  .      , 

The  beautiful  giri  played  with  his  hand  half  unconsciously   ^ 
"And  to  tiiink,"  she  said,  with  a  meditative  sirfi,  "that  if  they 
only  ever  found  out  about  it,  they  would  actually  hang  me  just  tor 
that,  Adrian ! "  t  . 

Adrian  gave  a  hasty  deprecatory  gesture,  ^  1  ^  < 
"  Don't  talk  of  it,  darUng,"  he  crit^  with  a  shiVer,  looking  around 
him  cautiously.  "  Don't  let  the  Ve^  walls^d  ceiUngs  hear  yOT 
mention  it.  But  tiie  English  l^w-the  ^"ift*  law—Ilcnow  it  tpd 
wS.  too  well,  MaimieJJhat  Systallized  flRd  of  the  foUies  and 
barbarities  and  ^puerilities  of  our  ancestor^f^he  Enghsh  law  does 
strange  things  iq^f^  and  hideous  in  all  the 

IlSttlt ^ 


matters.    I  have  seei 


onment  for  Wfcking  his  wSe  within  an  inch  of  her  Ufe.wifli  his 
naUed  boots;  and  a  poor,  shrinking,  slender,  deUcatejflri,  on 
self-same  day,  sdhtenced.  to  death  for  preventing  ajeAs^M  j 
bom  baby^from  drawing  Airtotb  the  veiy  first  moment  «f  h« 


erEtftyMATCHBja.  '       - 

be  afraidTf^eS!^' "  "  "^  ""'^'^^h  W  I  <ion't  thmk  I  d.oul4,  • 


I-krfat  himm,eS4"iiJ^  ^dmn.  we  might ,  .T^^^t 
-?^,^ti5p  '''"  '-'™  —"hs  a„  wdl  o«r,"  Adrian 
525* 'SArSg1f''TjdJ?"il3r,  r^y  wait  a  Vhok  lone 

^,  Adrian  jumped  ud  wd  nlr-^S  *?*^^'"  ^^^  o*"  Pooi'  <iear  sXev  '^ 
ble  passion.     ^^  ^^^^  P^«*  the  room  wildfy,  winnc&lia. 
waimie.  Mflimi#. »» i,^  ^_-_j  ,        .    '  - 


"""K  so  rasft  and  unconven^flonli  ^  "ir"""  **°o"i  «. »(  fou  do  anv- 
A^;j  firmly  and.at  once  ?o  f  fiui  t3 V*^"*"  ^*' ^  o"^ht  to^y 
whenever  I  come  near  you  •  iTn  *  .n  ^^^^  ^  '^'^'^  in  ypurl^nS^ 
and  resolution.  You  bewkch  m?^  ^'  my  manliness  and  firmneS 
extraordin^  spell  S;d^T<^&^  yOu  c^t  soSJ 

do«youwill.    InsixmoitJ^in^ScmontL^iiM^ 


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CHAPTER  xxxnr. , 

"       A  NEW  MAtt' 


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■9S 


For  two  or  three  weeks,  while  still  only  convalescent,  Sydney 
Ctevenix  remained  not  uncontentedly  at  the  Russian  lodging-house 
la  the  back  strtet  of  Soho.    Nihilist  companionship  is  better  after 
idi  than  absolute  solitude;  and  Sydney  knew  nowhere  else  to  go, 
even  if  it  had  been  competent  to  him  to  go  where  he  pleased  at  any 
minute.    The  Nihilists,  ta  be  sure,  did  not  interfere  at  all  with  his 
freedom  of  action  in  most  mattprs ;  but  he  felty  for  all  that,  he  was 
under  surveillance.    StiU,  he  minded  ^uq^i  slight  restraint  but  very 
little.    The  Nihilists  would  soon  fln*0»t  he  was  no  traitor,  and 
perfectly  harmless,  and  then  they  would  let  him  go  his  way  in  peace 
to  find  his  ovra  level  in  the  great  city.    Meanwhile,  he  didn  t  wish 
t»  leave  the  hou?e ;  walking  about  tne  Greets  of  London  would  be 
very  dangerous,  until  his  beai'd  was  well  grown,  and  his  appearance 
<;^erw^  somewhat  altered.    As  to  his  future,  he^had  as  jrct  no 
piahr«^tever;  he  only  knew  in  a  vague  and  indefinite  f^hion  he 
wanted  to  ^  Maimie,  and  to  watch ^waj^over  Maimie's  happinesi. 
Slowly,  hoWer,  the  practical  question  began  to  rise  up  and 
frame  itsdf  vividly  before  him,  how  was  he  ever  to  gain  bis  livelk 
hood  henceforth,  and  procure  the  mean%«f  watching  over  Maimte? 
It  is  easy  enough  to  resolve  heroically  in<a  moment  of  emotion  th^t 
you  will  give  up  your  all  and  begin  life  ovfeV  again ;  the  real  heroiOTa 
comes  fjurly  into  play  when  you  try  Jb  carry  your  quixotfc  resolutwn 
*  into  practical  action.     Sydney  GheVenix  was  brave  enough;  and 
slKong  enough  to  pursue  his  resolution  to  the  bitter  end :  but  how 
to  set  to  woric  about  it  in  the  first  place  puzzled  him  sorely.    .     _ 

To  be  sure,  he  had  BenyoWski  s  money— the  dead  man  s  iU»e9 

nioney— to  go  on  uoki  for  the  iifimediate  present;  but  twentyA-flve 

pounas  won't  last  foPever ;  and  for  the  first  time  in  his  life  Svdney 

Oievenix  began  to  reflect  to  himself  that  a  hundred  a  year  had  betti 

really  a  very T^Mwarly  salary  to  offer  an  accomplished  chemist  lijos 

Stanislas  BenyowsW.    One  loojcs  at  ihesematters  so  very  differently, 

to  be  sure,  according  as  one  happ«is  to  be  paymaster  or-reapient. 

^  Itiad  oddly  happened  to  Sydney  Chevenix  in  the  present  ca$e  to 

belbth  together.    Living  is  certainly  not  expensive  in  the  slunw  of 

Soho;  but,  even  the»,  twenty-five  pounds  is  no  [ortUne*.    /he^ 

agiin,  when  the  watched  pittance  was  once  spent,  he  eouldn  t  tew 

a  second  time  to  surgery.    To  be  Si  surgeon,  one  must  be  d«w 

^p^lified ;  and  to  be  duly  qualified,  he  must  be  Sydoey  Cjyvgfe 

"iret  stanwiag  i>enyuwgkl.    Thcig  icuitincJ,  Uwm,  omIj  il^at  lyy 

of  the  destitute— the  pen.     Literature  or  joumaliSm,,  strum  or 

.    ttarvation ;  he  must  try  1m  hand  at  it,  one  way  or  W.^^J^-Jf 

onWhe  could  earn  just«f^6ugh  to  kii*  hftasetf^allwwkl^WiB, 

imd  be  would  yet  be  able  to  wat^ph'cuver  Maiopie. 


s- 


t 


.    4fia%^fiW      ^ 


4^J\rEHr  jyrjij^. 


....    -*- 
1a  % 


^W 


cwnplexion-a^nice  deep  Itali^''^tb?SX,  tf  Tv  coS  t^ 
tamed  at  the  shops  in  the  neighborhood.    TSimC^bSjit  th^ 

deep  black,  and  changed  his  skK'a^l  tS^±  t!?.iy«l?"? 


■-n,  ■ 


tor  hair,  that  used  to  cover  to  n«k  to  a,e!Sjiii»!;*K"5  ".f-S 
.  WsTook  marvellously  even  fcom  Sd     He  k^SSfJ  *?"  ""S*^ 

Sydney  looked  at  her  for  a  moment  ift  falterinir  hesitation 

"Tenez,  mademoweUe,"  he  said  ^t  IaS^i?rtX?r^2    j      j 

.gently  leading  her  into  her  o^Kttte  SjSSff ^"^Y^if  f 

Sir^^ti?"  ^"  understiid  me.    I  wiU  mi^yo«  ^h^  I 

2S,S^T^S*^"?^  °*  ^"^  entire  hist^iy  to  W'    Ifhc  himself 

SrlKiiSrtKt^'  ^^  te^^l  '^fi^y-  »^  ^<«»ld  be  better  ^K 

V^iJl???"*^y  '***"^^>"°^  the  whole  tmh  aSm  it        . 

Tera  Trotsky  hstened  attentively  while  Svdnev  told  h^in  k«w 

•'S&d  for  tier  sake,  yoa  mean  tp  give  tip  Wervt4ur  mniMii*..r  > 

For  her  sake,  you  ai«  waUnjr  to  dte  a  dv?fH#Iti?^3Pk!!     ***"L' 

t»dv  with  notifagiTyour  picket?^     ?»vil  death,  adrbecome  nd- 

SydMv  answered  shortly.  "  I  am  w|Ilihg,  mademoiseHe  " 

^^^J^t^JJ^handafh^i^T^-SSTun,^ 

YOU  shoukr  have  beei»  JoiMd  t^^  «»<5,flr  ui  giier%  and  not  tolR 


■«3 


iSo 


FOR  MAIML 


EngiishwoiMii. '.  ,f  My  friend.  I  kdmire  you.  Count  upoa  me  ^^ 
H&re  is  anything  I  can  do  for  you  in  any  way,  at  any  time,  ask  it  . 
of  ii»     .  .  When  wouki  you  like  to  leave  this  house,  and  what  do 

?ni  mean  to  do  on  leaving?    W<:  are  friends.    lican  trust  you. 
ou  will  never  betray  «.    Strong  rtien  and  brave  women  are  fnends 
and  brothers  all  the  worid  over,    A  badge,  a  name,  a  party,  what 
feit»    Nihifiit  or  communist,  nothing,  nothing.    But  brave  hearts, 
true  tongues,  enduring  spirits,  they  ab  the  genuine  signs  and  tokens 
diteternity.    I  press  your  hand.    It  is  friendship ;  it  is  soUdanty. 
^%  What  are  your  plans  and  your  ideas  for  the  future  ?  " 
-^v  4  woman's  swnpatbir  is  always!  grateful  to  ^  man  in  adversity, 
though  the' woman  herself  who  gives  it  be -an  adamantm? 
jiunist    Sydney  told  her  his  sthemes— such  as  they  were— 
frank  friendliness.    Vera  Trotsky  listened,  and  sighed  iiil|«f- 

^^^^zxA  work,  hard  work,"  aie  said.    "It  will  not  be  e^y.    I 
iiope  from  my  heart  vou  will  prove  successful."  \^ 

So  that  very  day,  in  the  shades  of,  evening,  Sydney  Chevenuc 
^^oiwed  to  prowl  out  to  his  old  neighbothood,  and  there  discovered. 
by  careful  side  inquiry,  that  Maimie  ha^  taken  a  new  house,  and 
that  Jocelyn  Cipriani  was  furnishing  it  for  her. 

He  walked  along  to  Maimie  s  future  ho^e,  in  Wilminfft0p  Cres- , 
cent,  and  there  found,  to  his  great  delight,  th^t  a  lodginfe-hoi^was 
aituated  exactly  opposite  it.  He  hugged  him^lf  in  silence,  ftovi- 
dence  seemed  to  favor  all  his  designs.  He  wfent  in,  and  asked  for 
apartments.  A  hard-faced  woman  showed  hirii  a  sitting-room  on 
the  second  floor.  It  was  thirty  shillings  a  wetl^— an  enormous  sum 
in  these  days ;  but  Sydney,  fingering  the  money  in  his  pocket  tremu- 
lously, agreed  to  taWb  it.  He  would  come  in,  he  said,  to-morrow 
evening.  Refeiencf?— no,  he  h?d  no  reference  in  the  nei|hborr 
hood ;  he  was  a  foreigner,  a  stranger,  a  sojourner  in  the  land  (name, 
Benyowski) ;  but  if  the  landlady  liked,  he  would  pay  the  first  week  s 
tetit  in  advance,  ih  lieu  of  references.  Money  is  the  best  possible 
"^  testimonial  to  /Character  in  this  realm  of  England;  the  strangely 
named  foreigner  was  a  respectable  man— he  was  in  possession  of  a 
gold  sovereign^and  ten  shillings. 

Next  day  Sydney  installed  himself  duly  in  his  room ;  and  a  few 
'       evenings  lat*,  through  the  half  closed  Venetians,  dimly,  he  saw 
Maimie  return  from  Brighton,  and  an  unknown  man  of  very  profea- 
lion»l  appcamnce  came  in  a  cab,  by  himself,  to  see  her.  „   ^ 

Sydney  hid  never  beheld  him  before,  but  he  knew  from  the  pho* 
to^ph  in  Nkimfe's  album  tb*t  it  was  Adrian  Pym,  the  tutor  of  St 

Boniface.      '  ,        •       „,   ,     *»  ."  • 

That  w«i  a  hard  hour  indeed  for  Sydney;  but  Maimie— Maimie 
-Maimie  was  Jiappy !    He  could  see  her  ^t^^^^o^^g^"**^  j^g  ^^"f 


^  » 


i 


now  and'theOi  an 


.driah's  too,  in  e«n(f*t  converte  ApwrenUy  wiih 

Maimie.    Sydney  had  put  his  hand  to  the  plough,  and  he  would  not 

turn  back.  *  ••      -  •-  • 

Adrkn. 


Enough  ht  hia  i^lOmm  ymkmV'-'^^'W!  ""^ 


h  i. 


jf  ITEW  MAlf, 


•1^  ^u?°?"'  SO  soon !    Then  he  wa/  forgotten  already!    A  bitter 
thought,  but  Sydney  stifled  it.    Mai/nie  willed  it  so.    fie  must^w 
to  Mairnie.    Thank  hekven,  at  least  the  sense  of  having  killed  him 
,  had  not  crushed  her.    His  whole  being  now  was  me^ed  and  swal- 
lowed up  m  that  single  id^a— how  to  ;nake  Maimie  happy.  ~ 
The  morning  after,  he  sat  down-  early  at  his  Uttie  table,  and 
t^ing  out  a  sheet  or  two  of  white  foolscap  that  he  had  laid  in  be- 
forehand, he  began  to  try  his  hand  for  the  first  tiiie  in  his  life  at 
literary  labor,  other  than  a  memoir  forthe  Royat  Society     It  was'  a 
short  article  foy  a  London  evening  paper— a  little  fancy  sketch  of  a 
Polish  dynamiter:  m fact,  a  portrait  in  character  of  th^  real  Ben- 
yov(^ki  as  he  him^lf  had  known  ahtf  seen  him.    He  must  do  some- 
^  thing  m  earnest  for  his  livelihood  now*  for  already  he  had  reached 
almost  the  last  sovereign  of  the  twenty-five  inherited  from  Stanislas 
Benyowski.    He  had  felt  compelled  to  bring  in  a«  little  luggajre  for 
appearance  sake,  and  to  buy  himself  a  ^ewthanges  of  linei^  There 
was  hardly  any  shiall  chd:nge  left  now:  and  though  Vera  Trotsky 
had  said  to  him  ^t  parting,  •'  We  are  a  poor  folk,  we  Nihilists,  my 
mend,  but  at  a  pinch  we  can  always  lend  a  bi-other  in  difficulties! 
spare  pound  or  two/'  he  would  have  been  loth  indeed  to  fall  back  in 
nis  last  distress  on  Such  strange  assistance. 

He  wrote  ca^ef^lly,  and  with  great  pains,  for  Maimie's  sake^ 
he  did  everything.  T 

'  When  he  had  finished  the  article  and  strictly  corrected  it,  he 
wrote  at  the  top  in  his  bold  hand,  ••  Stanislas  Benyowski,  42,  WiL 
mington  Crescent,"  ^md  sent  it  off  by  the  next  post  to  the  office  6f 
toe  paper.  It  ^as  with  some  trepidation  that  he  awaited  the  result. 
He  must  manage  to  make  a  livelihood  somehow,  or  else  what  was 
to  become  of  Maimie  ?  ' 

Next  evening's  post  brought  him  a  short  letter  from  the  editor, 
enclosing  a  cheque  for  three  guineas.    "  Your  article  is  admirable," 
it  ^d  briefly.    "  Send  some  more  in  the  same  line.    I  shall  be  riad 
to  bear  from  you  as  often  as  you  are  able." 
^     Three  guineas  is  a  great  sum.    It  will  pay  two  weeks*  rent,  and 
leave  a  couple  of  shillings  or  so  over.    But  that  was  not  all.    It 
was  nrospective  wealth :  it  was^nrofession,  a  career,  an  opening,  a 
liveWiood.    Sydne\  Chevenix  toolc  heart  of  grace  once  more.  He 
might  begin  his  life  in  earnest  over  again.    After  all.  things  in  ih3t*f  i  ° 
w^  ^were  not  much  worse  than  before  he  inherited  his  ridi  unclti's     * 
aillt»  Md  money.     He  could  still  push  his  way  in  the  worid.    But 
he  had  nothing  to  push  it  for  now,  to  be  sure,  save  that  one  thing— 
to  w«teh  owr  Maimie's  nappiness. 

t  .7^  mine  of  wealth  thus  unexpectedly  discovered  dk!  not  pwig 
in  the  eud  lu  be  a  itecepuvr^oHe.  Tn  aTiEw  days  more  Sydney  tail" 
sent  m  three  articles,  all  of  which  the  friendly  editor  had  imiiie* 
diatelv  printed.  Not  only  so,  but  after  a  week  had  passed  he  wrote 
to  a9k  whether  Mr.  Benyow^i  wduld  care  to  review  a  parcel  of 
books,  forwarded  herewith,  which  offer  Sydney  rightly  rnterpreted 
«s  equivalent  to  an  ^rrqpiar  engagement  on  the  staff  of  the  paper. 


«»««!,*»*B»PIPV 


w% 


s^• 


jroJt  MAPHTB'S  SMMTS, 


i8s 

80' now  the  que^Stkm  of  bare  Ihr^ood  was  easily  and  satisnustorily  ) 
settled,  beyond  the  utmost  dreams  of  Sydnw  Chevenix's  modest 
avarice.    After  all,  when  man  has  but  himself  to  provide^for,  man 
wants  but  little  here  below,  nor  wants  that. little  long.    I^  b  the. 
pressing  necessities  of  wife  and  children  that  drive  us  all  to  worship 
sofdidly  at  tfijB'base  shrine  of  hiiteful  Mammon.    Ships~sail  the  sea,  ' 
and  KulwayFscore  the  country-side,  and  merchants  go  daily  down 
ii^^o  th^  dull  city,  and  men  toil  naked  underground  tn  stifling  min^ 
and  ia  vast  comm^ial  pother  and  turmoil  fiUs  the  giddy  world  wit^ 
Its  hum  and  biw^e,  ana  all  for  what  ?— for  the  wife  and  child  who 
sit  at  home  in  their  ease  and  comfort,  and  know  nothing  of  th^ 
thrbes  by  which  it'  is  provided  for  them.    So  Sydney  Cheveriix  si^o^ 
<tered  now  what  a  man  could  ever  find  to  do  with  m0ne7  who  had 
no  wife*  and  no  desire  to  dfscovcr  a  new  explosive.         ( 

For  the  explosive,  too,  was  dead  and  buried,  like  Sydney  Ch©- 
venix  whose  brain  had  conceived  it.  Sydney  had  discovered  at 
that  one  trial  how  dangerous  an  engine  of  possible  crime  he  was 
putting  into  the-hands  of  the  merest  baby.  If  dear  little  harmless 
S^m^  herself  could  be  tempted  into  murder  by  so  easy  an  mstm^*, 
ment,  what  would  be  the  effect  of  the  noiseless  explosive  .upon  the 
iiaidened  natures  of  the  really  wicked  ?  To  Sydney  Chevenix  the 
explosive  had  been  like  a  petted  child,  and  to  give  it  up  was  totoive 
up  everything.  But  he  had  given  up  everything  for  Maimie's  sake;  , 
and  so  long  as  only  Maimie  was  happy,  he  coukWet  ^Oie  explosive! 
and  all  the  worid  go  to  rack  and  ruin,  and  never  care  to  reckon  his 

loss  in  it.  ,     ^ 

So  Sydney  stopped  and  settled  down  at  peace  in  the  Crescent 
kklgings,  working  away  honestly  as  a  journeyman  journalist  for  a 
precarious  wage,  ihd  spendiog  much  ot  his  le^ure  time  in  sittii^  at 
Uie  window,  behind  a  muslin  curtafai,  watchjtag  Maimie—Maimie 
and  Adriaiil  He  seldom  ventured  out  in  the  daytime,  disguised  as 
he  was,  for  fear  she  should  recognize  him ;  but  when  he  did,  he  fol- 
lowed Maimie  at  a  great  distance,  tracking  her  out  along  the  ^trael 
as  a  dc^  tracks  the  footsteps  of  his  master,  and  grateful  even  for 
those  i^ght  transient  glimpses  of  her  beautiful  presence.    Twice  be 

Sssed  her  openly  in  town  bjr  accident,  and  then  he  trembled  vio- 
itlylest  Maimie  should  know  him.  But  Maimie,  with  a  placid 
smiie  of  total  unconcern  on  her  sunny  little  face»  looked  up  tft  the 
dark  stranger  and  caught  his  eyes  dreamily  for  a  second,  and*  then 
passed  on  unmoved  by  a  Qioment's  suspicion.  Sydney  lived  on  the 
memory  of  those  unconscious  Sikiiles  lor  whole  long  days  fun^  -i*-.*- 
ks88  nii^ts  afterward.  _  .  .   /  v   ^i^iT^ 

By-and-by  that  lonely  gloomy  tacitum  man,  sitting  by  the  wop 
-at  tbg  JgdgineH  opposite,  noticed  st**"**— '  «— «-«♦«««»  ♦^«w«» 


i4 


I 

have 

from 

and 

Her 

drea 

shot 

absu 

At  1 

whei 

And 

her 

flam* 

deed 


dp« 


m 

r  he 


rtrange 
roadT" 


taking 


tor 

<hd 

utd 
she  i 
Mis. 


1^ Maimie's new¥6use acnws the  roadTlie  knew waattn^ 
_  idtd,  but  he  tried  hard  not  tq  think  about  them ;  he'  tried  t» 
shirk  ^  own  unhappy  scruples  iibout  the  part  he  was  playing  iir , 
that  strange  trashy.    At  last  one  morning  came  when  an  unusuil^ 
■lir  was  ^^bktbiBtimet  at  Maimie's  home ;  and  then  Sydtey  fdksup 


SORM 

yachi 
thai, 

i 


•  -'c>(r 


TS£  WORLD  Sirs  IN  jx;dgmbnt.    ;,  \%x 

in  hb  <y«m  heart  that  MaifflRnd  Adrian  were  goiiur  to  be  married. 
His  wife--his  darling— was g|Sing  to  be  married! 
^  He  had  not  the  heart  to  watch  himself-«upplanted,  or  to  learn 
toe  truth  fottvery  certain ;  so  he  turned  with  an  aching  head  to  his 
d|^,  resolutely  avoiding  the  window  toward  the  Crescent,  isA 
wrote  in  sheer  despera^n  of  soul  a  long  review  of  a  silly  novel  'tv. 
Next  momii^,  however,  he  could  not  help  discovering  by  sev- 
ts^  signs  that  Maimie  had  gone  away  for  a  §hort  trip ;  and  when 
she  returned  in  another  month,  it  was  abundantly  d^  that  the 
house  opposite  had  got  a  neVs'  master.  ^^  ,     .  ^  .^ 


■> 


€ 


I    ' 


y 


CHAPTER  XXXV. 


I        r  THE  WORLD  SITS  IN  JUDGMENT. 

ly  it  had  been  anybody  else  but  Maimie,  all  the  woiid  would 
hav«  been  surprised  and  horrified.  Gdssips  would  have  gone  about 
tfom  drawing-room  to  drawing-room,  hinting  unuttered  scandal 
and  mnuendo  about  that  shocking— shocking  precipitate  marriage. 
Her  poor  dear  husband  only  dead  for  just  six  monfiis— and  such  a 
dreadful  death,  too,  you  know— shot  himself,  my  dear ;  positively 
shot  hhnself  in  his  own  house,  because  he  couldn  t  succeed  in  some 
^sued  chemical  experiment  or  otlier  he  was  tgdMf  in  his  laboratory. 
At  least,  so  they  feud;  all  hushed  m  in  jpujpj  hot  a  word  any- 
where about  his  wife's  conduct  or  the  life  they  used  to  liad  together. 
And  now  she  goes,  yt^u  see— a  gay  ybunifwidow  vwthTfortune  of 
her  own-^nd,  before  half  a  year's  over,  marries  this  old  Oxford 
flame  of  hers^  who  has  been  most  assiduous  in  his  attentions,  in- 
deed, ever  since  poor  Mr.  Chevenix's  death,  they  teU  m^  For  mj^ 
pwj  my  dear,  my  opinion  m  the  matter  is— and  so  forth,  and  so 
fota^ad  t'Hjifutum,  with  the  usi|al  charity  of  ihe  immaciSite  mid- ' 
dte^aged  British  matron— the  charity  that  thinketh  all  evil 

/But  a»  it  was  only  Maimie— bright,  innocent,  baby-faced,  soffc- 
evfed  htUe  Maimie.  with  her  widow's  cap  and  her  deep  ciape,  and 
¥»;  s*J"5fcpf'  childish,  confiding  manner,  that  dlaiirmed  cntitism, 
gad  channed  by  its  friendly  nafveU  even  thejtaaibacalate  middle- 
Agwi  matron  herself— why,  as  it  was  onfy  Mat^,  everybody  said 
»d  thowht  it  was  really  the  most  reasonable  and  sensibie^thing. 
she  could  possibly  do,  under  the  cinmaiikances.  "Hiat  sweet  little 
Mrs.  Chevenix.  you  faow ;  she  felt  it  so  terribly,  ind  was  ao  along-  _ 

=*=^=«»*'=*— ^ffT^lai^P^i^n^^r«aptMni,  very  weO  ooMMe^ 
_  '.^  xir-i_-  T  v_,.„_      ,  ^      ^^  yoai-rertjeB^ber,  oat . 

her  Inarriage ;  and 
^w  home  quite  a  ytax,  V 
""       recoUect  htto-^ 


soinewheie  down  jn  Wales,  I  bclievi 
yachtiM^  UQcbr  her  very  e 

then,  wto^iieM  haitUy  bee^ 

gleat  «Biy  old  bear  ot  a  husband 


ifl 


iBrtAft-j 


*  m 


•  ^  ■ 

the  man  with 
were  dazed,  an< 
on  earth  except 
out,  it  seems,  Oi 


-4^1^ 


■.^v      -:.,--■*■■  ■f.-^:^.>'--.-  -.HP    ^g?^Tf«, 

e  long  hair  who  used  tostahd  in  a  comer  aisif  ha  }.* 
never  could  take  the  slightest  interest  in  anything 
amite),  well,  he  must  go  and  blow  his  own  braint 
of  mere  pique,  bec^ise  he  couldn't  invent  som& 
honid  explosive  h^  was  always  trying  to  copy  from  la  Russian  Nihil-    , 
ist,  and  leave  his  po6r,  dear,  heart-broken  little  wife— a  sweet  •; 
creature— absolutely  without  a  friend  in  the  world.    The  dear  child  X  % 
she  was  terribly  cut  up  about  it;  Shattered,  I  assure  you— quite  * 
shattered;  positively  mutilated ;  for  a  time,  I  was  really  afraid  the 
shock  was  going  tovdeprivie  her  entirely  of  her  reason.    But  she  -^ 
bore  jup.  bravely— she\'s  as  brave  as  she's  sweet,  dear  soul !  brave  as 
a  lion,  you  know  I  a  granddaughter  of  one  of  Nelson's  heroes — ^and 
we  ail  did  our  very  Ibest  to  take  care  of  her.    Fortunately,  the 
wretched  man  left  her  most  comfortably  provided  for—which  is 
always  something— and  She  went  away  to  the  seaside,  and  tried  to 
fotget  the  blow,  or  rather  to  deaden  it,  as  well  as  she  was  able.  - 
And  now,  that  delightfW  Mr.  Cipriani,  the  R.  A.,  who's  an  bid  friend 
^  of  hers^he  paint^  h*r,  you  recollect,  as  Lucrezia  Boigia,  or  some 
'     other  of  those  fashidhable  Renaissance  ladies,  in  that  lovely  thing  of 


his  in  the  last  Acade 
her  to  yield  to  hi 
scruples,  and  m 
Pym,  whom  we 
party,  down  ai 
fully  averse  at 
timid,  blushing 
for  waiting  at  least 


y— Mr.  Cipriani  has  very  wisely  persuaded 
ural  inclination,  and  overcome  hel  natural 
t  charming,  handsome,  gentlemanly  Mr.' 
remember,  dear,  at  the  Fergusohi(^  garden- 
Poor  dear  little  Mrs.  Chevenix  was  dread- 
anything  of  the  sort— she's  such  a  sweet,, 
ature,  in  spite  of  her  braveryr- jmd  was  all 
o ,  years  for  him.    But  Mr.  Cipriani  most 


Property  insisted  tha*  for  a  vei^  young  and. attractive  widow  like 
erself— she's  quite  a  phild  yet,  you  know— it  would  be  wis^  in 
every  way  to  marry  at  once,  and  not  let  a  long  engagement  drag  on 
foolishly  all'  for  nothing,  especially  as  she  had  no  relations  of  her 
own  of  ahy  sort  to  go  to.  Everybody  quite  approves  of  the  ar- 
rjuigemerit,  I  assure  you.  You'  see,  this  Mr.  I^rn  had  been  de- 
votedly "attached  to  het,  before  the  horrid  Chevenix  man  ever  pro- 
pped; hut  beinj?  a  perfect  gentleman,  with  such  nice  honorable 
feelings,  he  withdrew  at  onlce  from  the  implied  attachment  as  so<mi 
as  Mr.  Chevenix  began  to  pay  her  marked  attentions,  becaitse  he 
felt  it  would  be  quite  wrong  of  him,  as  a  much  poorer  man,  to  stand 
in  the  way  of  her  worldly  advancement.  So  nice  of  him,  wasn't  it, 
now,  really?  However,  all's  well  that  ends  well;  and  as  it  turns, 
out,  the  dear  child's  free  at  last  to  marry  him— a  most  suitable 
match  from  every  point  of  view;  so  that,  after  all,  it's  better  as  it 
f s ;  for  of  course  that  horrid,  dull,  stupid  Chevenix  man  was  totally 
unfitted  for  a  giri  like  her— a  perfect  stick,  a  mere  dummy— and 
would  ^ave  hung  like  a  millstone  round  her  neck  ^  long  as  he'd 
lived,  if  he  hadn't  fortunately  gone  arid  sRdt  himseirandnsoT«teai^= 
her.  It  was  a  mariage  de  cotwenance,  the  first  one,  of  course^r- 
.  that's  the  simple  truth  of  it ;  dear  Mrs.  Cipriani  arranged  it  all  be- 
fordumd,  just  to  provids  f o|^  the  poor  gu-1 ;  b[Ut  this,  I  uivterstand,  is 


mivroRLD  SITS  m'  jUDCMmr^   , ,  ^;  ,35 

quite  an  affair  of  affection  on  both  sides ;  xor  Mr.  Pym  was  desper- 
ately m  love  with  her.  and  she  with  him.  when  they  hadn't  eSt  a 
penny  between  them  to  bless  themselves  with. ,  -^    *^* '  «"'  » 

V        And  Adrian  and  Maiqnie  were  happy  toeether-  nassionat^lv 
i  happyjn  spite  of  everything.    If  you  thlrS  wrlJISo^JIS^SS^ 
^miserable,  pray  m  what  universe  have  you  been  brought  up  ?    Shal- 
low people,  had  they  known  the  whole  circumstances  oC  the  case 
y^^^^^ft  said  two  such  wicked  wretches  as  those  two  codd 
never,  by  any  possibUity.  be  happy;  they  must  ha^been  sturnr  bv 
remorse,  an^  chilled  by  disillusion.  an/goadei»^ 
.another.    Such  reasoners  would  only  have  beeramniitting  a  very 
/common  psychological  error;  they  would  be  reading^lir  own 
oI^S^fTJ'^""^  "^*"''^  i??  ^^  ^^°"y  "»«ke  and  iSierse-  char- 
-  ftS^S.!^"*"^  ^  ^^  ^^"^'^  Lleweflyn.    Adrian,  for  his  part, 
felt  no  remorse  and  no  distrust ;  because  remorse  was  beneath  him 
jmd  because  he  understood  Maimie  too  well  to  distrust  her.    Mai- 
'    nwe,  for  her  part,  felt  none  either;  because  remorse  was  above  her: 
sje  was  too  childish  and  too  superficial  to  feel  it,  and  because  she 
profoundly  loved  and  worshipped  Adrian,  and  reVeUed  in  the  joy  of 
fuU  possession  of  him.    As  tJhey  themselves  had  said,  they  were 
Is  thi"K"*/°r  one  another,  and  such  people  can  truly  love.  L  weU 
se  the  best  of  us.  though  there  may  be  nothing  in  either  of  them 

*^*VK^i-5^  ^  t^^''^^  *«  «^^^^  P^°Ple  differemlv  constituted, 
t^ii  ,,Si?  "°^T^  one  another,  as  convention^  moralists  would 
i&r^  t^^  T"/^  ft^''^'*°!?f  •  ^  ^°°"  ^  ^^  first  ardor  of  their  pai 
aon  had  burnt  igelf  out.  On  the  contrary,  they  lived  a  life  of  quiet 
and  profound  affection  exacUy  like  any  two  ordinary  maniedr" 
SL^'^!!^-  ^"''J  §^^*^y  phantom  at  theii-  backs  to  Jog  and  teSfy 
Si  wlr^  ^^  .alw^been  Maimie's. real  choice? and  if  only 
she  could  have  married  him  at  the  first  outset,  she  would  hJese- 
,W  mSr"  ?^  ^Hr^y  beginning  into  a  pretty,  pleasant,  captivat- 
Si  i  f  S*T'T*'i''°  «»o5  exciting  or  tragic  history  thkn  ninety- 
nme  out  of  a  hundred  among'the  wives  around  her.  Now  that  afie 
was  married  to  Adrian  at  last,  thfe  result  was  exactly  the  s^meS  ?he 
topgnin ;  everybody  said,  and  said  with  truth.  howsweefTt  >i^s  tS 

SJ'^k'^  t^^^^  ^5  thoroughly  and  ideally  suited  to  one  another. 

Besides,  she  ha#  made  a,sacrifice  for  her  present  husband  •  she 
had  gven  up  the  chance  of  ^coming  my  lady ;  for  Adrianf^t  lelsT 
would  never  be  knighted.  There  i!  nothing  to  ensure  your  iS 
anybody  at  aU  equal  to  making  sacrifices  for  them.  ■  ^ 

And  Sydney  Chevenix,  sitting  ever  with  his  opera-glasses  unseen 
at  the  window  opnosite.  pould  not  kelp  admitting  tolimsdf  with  S 
mixed  sigh  that  Nfaimie  seemed  to  be  perfectly  hippy.  ^ 

«ft.;  on  ^  ^^"^  T^^\  u*?"'"*  "TJ  ^^'^  o"t'  no  harm  might  come  of  it 
^^r^cep^that  h^  own Jife  was.  sacrificed.  ^Anlwh^^bU^. 
^^^one  s  owri  life  toahy  one  of  us-even  the  smaUeSt-souI^ 

—Compared  with  a  single  woihan's  happiness? 

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lOER  LOOMS. 

AS  the  (iiMMitJis  w«^t  Wrand,  and  autun^i  came^acain.  Svdnair 
Ch<a^ux  found  his  money  positively  accum^ikS ;  ^SraS^ 

aS«  jSii^S?"  ?  i»^  «d^»at  on  earth  toXdo  with  his^S 
flrousearnmgs  He  fc^nothinjrto spend  them  ok  except  in  waSi 
ing  over  Maimie's  happineM.  &  he  t^k  a  secondWrn;  aL  a^X 
SS.?SJ?  *  t°"**  "^^^  ^  «>™«r»  nearly  oppositVthe  aprianis* - 

ThenceJie  dodged  them  in  and  out  pcrpetuaUy  like  a  d&tant  sSw 
Mw  attracting  their  attention  atS^his^aeSXwhaff  but 
iM^ralM^ys  clos^to  Maimie  and  Adrian.  .*=**™***^  »«»^  <>« 

wr'fJ?^  Adrian-poslUvelv  liked  him  in  a~  strange  vicaiioui 
Sfiti  Uni***"**i^^5-r*r*.^>  passionately,  and  w^he  nS^ 
.^jushr fand  to^riinfir^Maimie ?    fWthat,  Sydney  couW  haw  fav 

.. .JSJ- ^S^  *^?«^ ^ ?^  P^^""  *^™  ^«^  tiSt  Xdrian  made Snte 
Mmmr  than  he.  Sydney,  could  ever  have  hoped, to  do.    Thoueh 

M«?2![  *'^2*'  !J®1^  *!**"«  to  make  Maimie  happy  in  the  oH  davs  I 
Btow  often  he  had  neglected  her  for  the  laboi^Sty  anTthfS 
m^t  How  seldom  he  had  realieed  the  needs  and  wanisofa  fflt 
KS^"?'^^''^*'  How  absorbed  he  had  be?n,fb*3rSfa 
^f  f^t^^J"^  P'''^^  ^  hte  own  ideals!  Ah.  wS.tS 
m^'^^^n.  "^       "  "^r  He  would  grudge  notWi^S 

»JS°!J  SUS?"  ^^  ^**?  ^  iJortesMon  of  Ws  second  town,  h«'. 
S^A*^t5"'  ^  r"»»  ^«^  *  <1»A  shawl  and  a^rfe 

5S?r^  the  ndgrhbwhood  3f  Ae  Ciprianis' wherMainSTana 

i^ww'^iSJ^^.^J^^r'    He »«d  iUerved  the sSewoman 
mamr thnes  before  k  Wflmlngtoa  Ciwcent,  passing upmd  down 

rgL?*!:,f?^,  "^  Jooelyn's  house,  the  coincidence  of  tS 


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looking  after  JheT^in^SH™!?^. "  ™^  spedaBjr  onplond  in 

•traiwely  familiar  to  hiS^  S^S"  JjA.-J^'S  *5»  »?«**» 
first  recow  her  peison^^  yttue  couWn  t,  for  tlie  life  of  Um,  at 

«»V  S-^%tSStt£.dt?"''««"'  'k' '«»  «~  back  „, 

rio»s  converaatiOT;  '     '^""^'  «>*°«  scnii»s  of  her  my^ 

former  swant.  iSi^^SS  w  5"V'^J^  )**  «»ogiute  )iii 
bifeht  red  9pS  „  theSe^  wll5?  k"*^  *«^y.  The 
ailJ  redder  Wth«re^?A?  J^P?"  and  ecit» 

prominent ;  the  o3ehbt,r£S  ^  chcek^es  stood  out  thin  and 

w«is  Ifcgering  i»  thTSirfSd  sS^„n^!S"**  *^  that  thegW 

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Hannah  Gowland  evidently  a^swet^d  in  the  aflbmative. 

"Well,  well,  keep  your  eyes  open,"  the  detective  continu 
*  whfrever  you  go,  and  try  to  run  down  this  man  BenyowskL 
MBt  find  him.  I  don't  understand  it.  I've  been  told  by  parties 
Ui^  know  him  well  he's  grown  a  beard  and  moustache^ce  I 
dodged  hithilast :  and  you  must  mak&  allowance  for  that,  6f  course, 
«  you  go  a-looking  for  him.  A  beard  and  moustache  wiU  some* 
timepimake  no  end  of  a  difference  to  these  close-shavers.  Batfitf 
all  that,  /  can't  find  him.  He  pretends  t<»  be  in  London,  I  kno^, 
Md  he  writes  for  the  papers ;  but  at  the  offices  where  he  sends  his 
Jhings  they  never  see  him,  and  they  doii't  know  where  he  lives, 
«ven ;  for  I've  watched  the  addresses  ^ey've  give  me,  and  can't 
aever  catch  sight  of  him^no,  nor  of^nobody  like  him  neither. 
There  s  another  man  gets  his  lettersi— a  tall  fellow  with  a  biaclc 
beard,  but  Benyowski  himself  is  not  producible.  As  the  lav^era 
lays,  'non  est  inve|pted.'  Them  communist  feUows  are  teniWe 
cards  for  hiding  and  skulking.  I'd  sooner  run  in  half-a-do«en  or- 
tlmaijr  thieves  and  vagabonds  any  day  tha^  one  blooming  comma- 
lust.  •  . 

Hannah  Gowland  asked  something  in  a  tremulous  voice  which 
Sydney  could  hear  was  broken  with  anxiety.  * 

.  "  Wdl,  I  don't  mind  tellinjir  you,"  the  detective  said  with  aa  ex- 
pansive burst,  "though  it  /^against  orders.  The  rule  is  to  ask 
questions,  but  to  give  no  answers;  However,  you'll  on  the  scent 
yourself,  and  you're  game  to  he|p  us.  There's  a  rewaixl  going  to  be 
offered.  He's  wanted  in  connection  with  ajjiiHier,  that's  all—noth 
ing  more,  ipa'am."  '       ^ 

'"A  murder ! "  Hannah  Gowland  crie^nilast,  so  comparatively 
loud  and  clear  this  time  that  Sydney  coifld  distinctly  overhear  every 
word  she  U|itered.  "  A  murder,  Mr.  Cumbck  I  Oh  no,  don't  go  and 
swr  it  was  a  murder !  She  never  murdeiM  him  I  She  never  iheant 
It  r  She  never  did  I    It  wasn'tfi  murder  I " 

'  The  detwtnre  whisUed  a  long  low '"  wliew."    Tbcn  he  paused 
and  reflected  a  moment.  a  r- 

I'd  like  to  ^ 

the  matter.  It  strikes  me,  if  it  comes  to  9iat,^oung~woman,"that 
you  ve  got  more  to  tell  about  this  here  dynamiting  case  than  you 
care  to  let  on  to  me,  and  that's  my  candid  opinion.^Ve  don't  know 
nothing  about  any  j^.  A  he's  the  fox  this  time.  It's  Benytwikl 
hunseumr  put  it  all  down  to."  ' 

*'^^>  ^^^y'  "AzsaahCmA^xAcr^itA.  " Put aB  what do^ 
tor  Mr.  Chevenixs — 

^^^l^^hevenix'r how  much  ^»t^^rdeimlve«^  . 

uxn'^Ti  *  *V*!***"  change  of  voice  Hannah  Gowland  continued. 
^Mr.  Chevemx'sas^stant."  -    . 

^£^0,  po,"  the  detective  abswered  tea  knowing  tone.  "Yow 
wwen  t  a-going  to  say  that,  you  know.  You  were  goiiiir  to  say. 
•Ifr.  Chevenix^  MURDm'    We  aU  know  very  wdl  «£"-=-"  -^ 


' "  he  said,  in  a  very  cjuiet  suggestive  voke.    «♦  Who's  ski, 
know,  miss  ?    I  haven't  heard  nothing  about  any  she  in 


^. 


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.  «e ;  t>ut  I'm  one  too  Sn  W^^?     °*    ^°**  "^  *  sharp  one.  you 

weU  belmown,  wenf^dteSi/?'"  h?.  r"fL  Chevenix'.^t's 

.» Jetler  behind  onthr^leVoS^e  Hnn^  •/*'^?*^'^'°^'  ^^^^ 

in  an  that  to  criminate  Beny^S^     Youi";^^***f  ^^'*  "''^n* 

nocent  in  this  business •  but  kd^;-*  w^v  J^^  ***  «««">  ^o  »- 

:  taow  as  weH  BsldTmy^}  ma'^  JSTIk?  *  deceive  me.  You 
Benyowsld  for  is  not  Kni?s  S^?  J^*'^*'  "^T  ^^  ^^^^ 
ter  of  the  Guildford  ^rff  wi  1l£^'  ^f^f^^^  ^^  ^^*^^  msit^ 
right  and«.veyou7o^"Sn^^^^  me  the  m,tf.og^ 

him  to/catch  the  wS  V^e  St^^^'S!^^^*^^^^ 
WW  what  you  wanted  him^J^jS!?K*'    ^  *^"  *  ^ow  that 
"  Suspited^t?^  >^^ '***"^^*  ^ 


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'CHAmR  xxxvn.  ' 

'        I!  f    THE  STORM  GATHEfeS.    • 

Th^S«^S'sJsj:S'l|fe.S  i^t  doubly  „«eved. 
land  might  fear  or  im^XK  wiTj  ^*^  ,w\at«ver  HaSnali  Gow. 

BenyS  hSi  fiidSho? SS  w^^dM V'^'  '^^ ^  ^«*=^«* 
•he  was  on  Maimi?ssirfi.«th-?  ♦»."". ^  ^""  ♦  *nd,  second,  that 
to  think  m^tus^^S^^ZfU^  T""^^  '»«^'-    ^*  ^as  appAUiW 


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or  pcnbiial  difficulties.  Stsdiislas  Benyowskf  was  w^ted^  Wl 
peemed.  for.a  murder  at  Guildford.  |!lothing  more  likely :  Sta^siois 
'Benyowsldivas  sure  to  have  blown  up  some  treacherous  feUoWf 
Nfliuist  oir.ftther,  Sydney  knew  from  all  he  had  seen  at  Vera  Trot- 
dr^a^  as  w^  as  from  alll  Benyowski  himself  had  told  him«  tjbat  tilie 
renigees  were  by  no  means  puritans  in  the  matto'  of  vHhat  they 
calM  Jpomical  exeditions.  No  doubt  Benyowski  had  really  kjllea 
somei  Kus^n  at  Guildford,  exacUy  as  he  himself  had  been  afto--  ' 
ivatd  kilied  in  turn  bv  some  uiflbiown  Nihilist.  But  if  so-'uid  this 
was  rea^  sibrious — ^then  he  himself  was  now  Benyowski,  and  there- 
fore by  clear  implication  a  murderer.  In  taking^  upc^  Umself  Boi- 
vowiAif  s  jpersonafity,  he  had  also  taltien  uponhiim^the  respon^iUfy 
tor  all  Benjrowdd's  past  acticms.        - ;  '    ■       \    "^ 

Yies,  thi$  was  really  serious  Not  o|  course  because  if  they  find 
you' ffuOty  of  a  murdv,  the)^  take  you  stioid'hang  you  by  the  neck  till 
deaytP^Sydney  Cheverax  hardly  ever  reflected  to  himself  upon  that 
purely  personal  an4  incidental  disadvanta^  of  the  si^uattoo-— but 
because  if  he  were  once  arrested  and  tned  as  Benyowski  th«re 
would  be  a  great  danger  of  his  being  confronted  with  witnesses, 
many  0^  whcnn  might  possiUy  fail  <a  refuse. to  identify  him;  and 
then  th<:  vdbole  truth  would  perhaps  ooze  out,  and  there  would  be 
an  end  of  Maimie's  happiness.  In  itself,  to  be  sufe,  being  hanged 
t&  Benyow^  would  no  doubt  prove  a  very  eood  way  out  of  th«$ 
fidse  portion :  after  a  man  is  once  duly  haneed;  nobody  vnx  \x^xt» 
to  suspect  his  identity  with  another  pei^on  aueady  comfortably  dead 
and  buned.  With  Sydn&ir  Chevenuc  h^ing  snug  and  silent  .in  Wo^ 
kfaig  cometery,  and  Stanisuts  Benyowski  satiirfactorily  hanged  out  of- 
the  way  lor  murder,  Maimie's  life  might  be  consiaered  absolute^ 
seciire  nom  further  trouble.  Only  the  grmt  difficulty  stared  hhn 
full  in  die  f|ce,  wpuidikktv  bang  hutt  for  Stanislas  Benyowski?  But 
no-'-evenito  attempt  such' a  plot  as  th^t  would  be  too  risW<  If  the 
thing  depoided  oiuy  <m  Vera  Trotsky  and  the  otho-  Nihilists,  to  be 
au)«,  he  could  confidently  count  upon  their  swearing  to  anyth&tg 
'  and  everything  he  wishea  them  to  swear  to,  ^ispedaSy  asvit  woumI 
suit  theiir  own  pujrpose  to  have  him  put  but  of  the  way.  l^;ally.  His 
falentificj^on  with  Benyowdd  was  an  integral  part  of  their  own  pror 
gramme  \  ft  was  absolutely  essential  to  thdr  own  safety;  But  there 
were  others  to  tecko*  with  besides  the  Nihili8ts*-the  detectiye,  uttd 
mpolke,and  the  world  geherally.  In  order  that  he  should  eon* 
tinue  to  paw  for  Benyow^.  it  was  imperatively  necessary  that  he 
i^uki  never  be  confronted  with  anybody  who  knew  anythmg  about 
the  real  owner  di  the  nkme  he  bene,  except  Vera  Trottty  and  the 
t^er"  KihillAts.  Even  supponng  he  were  not  at  once  recognic^  if 
biniaMilt fiydnw  Chevenbt.  yet Jll^  a  pasring^doidat  waca  iafeedJB 
to  his  pmect  identity  with  tie  (tea3  iaiali^w&ose  personality  he  fii^ 
tMNnped,  some  «ort  of  inquiry  would  surely  be  set  on  libt^  and  it 
wonia  be  aa  up  with  Maimie's  secret  •  4 

Ie^o  ivoiiys  owti  arrest  as  Benyowski  wfts  ther^dre  anlaltarit 
fteintiinpbitaMei 


•■*a 


V 


/ 

¥■ 


■Si:\ 


TBS.  STOXM  GAtffMMS. 


.■•  II'" 


"«i! 


How  absurd  tf  the  poUce  wa*  tn  ft^liJil^^ 

3??^  S?  SpSiS^a^^  ^  this  woman.  Cor. 

•  ■hortstoty.      *^         °^^  ^P'  when  the  man  had  ^^^  ^ 

unawares  like,  about  the^'bdS  a  Lmf  ^^^  ?^^  ^  "^^  Sd 
However,  I  don't  attar*  ««^^  *  woman  m  the  case  somewhlrr 
Komissa^off  5S  dm^ded  J'J^IIff  ^  ^  *"  to'St    ^  SS 
to  Ae  waterside  e^pT&o.^J'^te''  r»>°^went  wS  h^ 
GMOdford  boathouse  peo^  SJS  ik  7^1  ^  *^  T  '^^^  ^»»at  ^  tS 
Inquire  about  it.    t\^^^^     evidence  when  I  Went  down  to 
course-^t  th^  MSamSeU  CS^^'  the  bottom  of  ft  S  S 
mosiflyatthe  bottom  of  Si  SLhJr^iSli  ^  t^7  *^  hert  Ae" 
the  bottom  of  BenyowskitiS^ttf^"^'  ^^f"  ^'    Sheiks" 
Only  you  can't  neWiStcH  Sr      S?3! T""^*^*^'  ^  «*<»«'t  deny  ? 
never  dbes  anythinc  eSS  tki:.    ?l*  t<>o  smart  for  that:  she 

himself  as  «veSs3*theSl^*l^  P^P^l-   ^^'«  ^V^ 

downtotgebo^^hiS    5E^j,^ 

catdi  and^^tiy.  and  swing  fotil"  ^  "^  Benyowskf  we've  got  to     - 

•'tI^^'h?p&o'dn^"rS!l!?r^^^  " 

bolder  hadn't  been  drivenri<S*  Vkl?  \  *?'  ®  *  nolder.  and  if  the 
we  shouldn't  h^"hS^rySffi  &i  ^  ^^  the  Wylt  J^ 

sri^:?  '-^  »>-  -^  Wc«ro7Si;s!^t«i^ 

the'nS*CiSno^L''?'^ff°  the  e„d  <>f  the  dgar  vet,  air?" 
•boutit?"      **^**^^  curw^y.    "Any  tmceof  <5SuJS,now 

from  that  man  ChJ?2di'f  ^rivte*^  {"*''«««'n«comp63ni  SSt 
•o  raiich  mixed  ^^l^^J'^'^\°^-^^^i^^^ 

Ok  HI,  it  wi.  ffiSn'«£*2 '1211^'  ""^^^  i^mSi 

"«%  oi  couiit  ---tununf  <nrer  loitte  piip^aS 


ri^ 


j^i 


JfOX  MAIMtM  *S  SAJtM,^ 


U^ 


^thai  this  ^^man  Goyri6xi4  was  actually  living  in,  when  she  M 
came  in  contact  with  our  i»an  Benyowski."  \  .   . 

"  It  was  his  house,"  Curpock  answered,  noddinr. 

"  It's  very  pdd,"  the  Superintendent  went  dn,  stiU  glancing  at  the  , 
papas,  "that  you  who  knovir  Benyowski  by  dght  so  well,  and  who 
are  aopii^tpmed  to  every  sort  of  diseuise  a  human  being  can  possi> 
Wy  adopt,  shouldn't  be  able  to  'track  him  down— a  man  whom  we. . 
kndi^  to  be  now  m  London,  who  actually  contributes  under  his  own^ 
name  ttfrrapectable  newspapers,  who  still  goes  rqg^larly  to  Mdlle. 
Trotsky's,  and  who  apparently  makes  no  sort  of  ^ectual  atteinpt 
to  a^  way  to  conceal  or  hide  himself.    I  can't  understand  it.    I 
can't  fathom  it.    In  the  whole  course  of  my  professional  experience, 
Cumock,  I  never  reihember  any  case  like  it.    We're  baffled,  baffled 
—utterly  baffled.    It's  a  disgrace  to  the  department,  t  say;  adis- 
grace  to  the  departmfent"  -^ 

"They're  such  slippery  peoplfe  to  deal  with,  that's  where  itis,**^^ 
Cumock  replied*  abo^o^tically,  tvdsting  his  finger  up  and  doWn 
before  him  m  grai)m<a  imitation  of  theti^ck  of  a  serpent.  "Thw 
play  such  a  blodming^lot  of  tricks  upon  you  all  together,  and  back 
one  iinother  up  so,  arid  deceive  you  time  and  agam  that  cunning, 
and  make  suph  r^;ular  game  of  the  executive  and  the  forcelol 
a|oiig,  you  see;  sir.  A  dozen's  the  times  I've  been  taken  some- 
where or  other  of  a  wet  night  to  see  Bei>yovraki— he  don't  never 
come  out  at  all  hardly  by  daylight ;  and  everytiihe,  whenever  I  got 
there,  it  wasn't  Benyowski  a  bit  they  showed  me,  but  some  other 
fellow  not  the  least  like  him— a  big  black-bearded  man  with  a 
toUiUy  different  sort  of  features.   Benyowski's  about ;  that's  certain.' 


He  ^vas  disdiarc^d  from  hospital 
least,  he  takes  himself  a\t^y  as 
and  he  goes  straight  off  back 
been  seeil  and  spoken  to  sin 


ith  the  bullet-wound  cured,  or,  at 

)n  as  ever  his  legs  '11  carry  him, 

Madamazell  Trotsky's,  and  he's 

by  plenty  I  know  of,  nurses  and 


ouiers;  but  /  can  t  never  get  a  sight  of  hhn  somehow,  bless  ybu. 

rit  8  most  singular,  most  unaccountable.'' 

'      And  ,he  nodded  his  head  like  a  nonplused  oiigicial. 

"  It's  curious,  too,"  the  superintendent  went  on  in  a  fiudi. 
tone,  "  that  after  these  people  tried  to  murder  him  he  shouldgo 
to  them  as  if  nothing  at  all  unvsual  had  happened,  and  frateiiu«c 
freely,  and  be  on  such  friendly  terms  with  them  again  the  same  as 
ever.    I  can't  understand  it.    It's  extreme^  perplexing." 

"  Oh,  that's  all  right  6nough,  you  bet,"  Cumock  answered,  smll- 
iMf,  "  as  soon  as  you  know  as  much  about  the  habits  and  manners 
of  the  animals  as  I  do.  sir.  They  don't  thfaik  nothing  of  a  shoot, 
I^rd  bless  your  heart,  they  don'ti- that's  only  ddne  m  the  way  of 
Pflfytet^'  Jgi^  of ^  wanuag  like,  MS  much  as  to  say^  ^^at  y^ 
mind  how  you  behave  yourself  In  future,  and  don't  you  go  a^taUdng 
impradent  about  us  on  no  account  to  nobody.'  He's  as  thick  as 
thieves  vjrith  them  now,  anyway ;  arid  they're  aU  every  bit  as  anxioos 
u  he  is  to  keep  him  (mt  o  the  way,  coirifortable,  and  pi«v«Git  t0  «l 
pom  getting  80  much  as  a  stray  look  at  him." 


iW*. 


H^-i 


lather 
<evlden 
Wtftini 
thedc 
,oiit8iii< 
wiitttt; 

thisve 

ipmetli 
9pm  t 


i,V-    I   ; 


r--»y<«<5. 


hWifM^j^ 


site  fint 


ingatthe 
,  smd  who 
can  possi^ 
whom  we, . 
rhisoiWI^ 
toMdIte. 
il  attempt 
md  it.    I 

Sierience, 
, baffled 
ly;  ad^ 

ere  itis,*^ 
nd  doWn 
"They 
and  back 
cunr 
force 
en  some* 
m't  never 
iver-Igot 
tme  other 
n  with  ft 
s  certaiiu' 
•ed,or,# 
any  him, 
and  he's 
irses  and 
less  you. 


ned,sn)]l« 
manners 
a  shoot* 
leway  of 
-J*Bt  you 
a^talldng 
thicic  as 
sanxkius 
entusal 


you 


frieiW,  ^she  said,  lifter  a  hufiied  grteth*, 
*      ^•-  -  ^         looking outfor 


lorStaaJsfi 
^varraht  out  |or 


i«ft». 


„_:_    "*/  «•«»«,    sue  saia,  i|iier  a  QUI 

•S«w"**2S'-K  ^^^  n»<«*chards  are  looking  out  forS 
Vmkh   We  have  imt  them  off  the  scaitbut  nntfrir 
|w't*vod  them you.wiU  be  taken  ^  ' th^T/1 
you-that  is  to  SMT  at  least,  for  Benyciwski."  ^      "  "'  ^- 

I  toow  ft.   Sydney  answered  with  a  sinking  heart     ••  Mv  tu4M 

y«  Trot?ky  looked  «t  hun  with  tears  in  her  ewM 


-.Ji-'i 


CHAPTER  XXXVIB^ 

THE  STOKM  BRSAiM* 
Jtwl  »t  liu  new  Academy  nicturc  of  Balder  nL!rhr»J^!LSt 


«l 


outo^ wjih^it wuch pretence  orWof intenST  mSte ^ 

rpy  ««*:ted  a  httle  to  herself  whcii  she  saw  its  ctmttmtur»L\^ 
this  very  strange  and  unexpected  ^h^:      -     ^"'"'^^  ~*  '^ 


SpOB 


jj^;™  come  roufid  «iid  see  me  before  I  die  has  I  li.. 
^  oais&ensft  which  1  caot  tell  to  a  ck^inu^  wasj^ 


»94 


MAIMJM'S  SAXS, 


onlv  fo  you.  ,  For  Gods  sake  dont  neglcck  this  has  I  cannot  ^ 
wftoQUt  confessing  it.  Show  this  letter  to  nobody  not  tven  yout^ 
husband  from  your  obedient  servant  . 

"HANNAB  GOWLAND." 


Hetjl^  fdt  her  face  flush  suddenly  cHmsbn  as  she  looked  yp  from 


, surprise  irom  Head  to  toot.  " Ttte  guiaoesnt  S£^ wbere  she's \ 
fivii^  or  where  I'm  to  go  to.  Who  br6us^t  it  ?  Js  the  messei^ger 
waitmg?  Run  quick  and  tell  her  not  to  go  till  she  lets  me  know 
where  the  woman  is  who  told  her  to  bring  it." 

**  The  young  person  is  waiting  in  the  hall,  if  ydu  please,  ma'am,** 
the  housemaid  answered  demurely.  "  I  told  her  to  take  a  seat  tfll 
you  saw  whether  an  answer  was  required  or  not,  ma'am.';<        -  ?  I^ 

tietty  rush<kl  impulsively  out  into  the  passage.^  '       ^  r 

**WhO  sent  you?"  she  cried  eagerly  to,  the  girl.  "Where  is 
she  ?  What  does  she  want  me^f or  ?  Do  ydm  know  anything  about 
this  Hannah  Gowlartd  ?  " 

"  If  you  please,  ma'am,"  the  girl  in  th^  hall  answered,  rising  and 
(hutseying  timidly,' ."  Hannah's  my  sister,  and  it's<iher  as  used  to  be 
cook  a  year  ago  at  Mrs.  Chevenuc's  that  was,  in  Beaumont  Terrace 
—the  same  that's  now  Mhk  Pym>  if  you  please,  ma'am :  and  Han- 
nah, she's  at  the  Regent's  Park  Hospital,  and  she's  dying  of  the 
consumption,  ma'am,  and  she's  got  something  dreadful  on  her  mind 
that  she  can't  tell  to  nobody  but  ypu;  and' she  can't  die  in  peace 
unto  she's  told  you."  *- 

Hetty  was  pale  as  death  now.  She  couldn't  imacine  what  on 
earth  could  b^  the  matter ;  I  but  she  knew  it  was  something  dreadful 
about  Maimie;  and  in  spiu  of  eveiything,  Maimie,  with  tier  won- 
derful power  of  winning  hearts,  had  made  Hetty  Cipriani  Ijpve  her 
dearlvr  as/  soon  as  that  little  episode  sm!^  Jocdyn  was  fainy  dead 
and  buried  in  foi^etfulness.  What  on  earth  could  this  dimly  re- 
^onbered  servant  of  the  Cnev^nix  household  have  to  tdl  her  about 
dear  Maimie?  It  must  be  something  very  alarming:  if  not,  it 
couldn't  weigh  so  heavily  at\  such  a  moment , on  the  s^  and  OMOb 
science  of  a  dying  woman.    \  "       * 

"locelyn,  Jocdyn,"  she  ciied  in  a  tone  of  unspeakable  alarm, 
burstmg  into  the  studio  to  the\completeiconfuiiiOn  of  the  fair^haired 
model  girl  sitting  for  the  figure,  for  a  Scandinavian  goddess,  "  look 
a  moment,  will  you,  at  this  letter  I  A  giri's  just  br0ught  it  from 
the  Regent's  Park  Hospital;  and  she  says  the  person  who  wrote 
.  it  is  her  sister,  and  she  wants  \to  see  me  at  once  because  she's 
•dying."-^  '.w.  l:-:'%\  "    -  '   ,       .\'    ■'■'  ' 

Jocdyn  ^took  the  dirty  sCrap\of  paper  carelessly,  and  glanced 
4nroc^fi-it  m '  tiaste  with,  a  itoachfrasit  expressiCTit  which-  ocepeneo  as 
he  resul  into  a  sudden  flush  of  vivia  crimson.  'Then  he  crumple^  ^ 
m  ^gfat  in  his  hupd-prea^  hand»  aa^  flyng  it  angrily  into  the  tltk 
dwueplaoe; 


x 


TffM  STORM  BREAKS. 


t 


■■IC*' 


195 


moment's  pause,  in 
uldn'tgototeeher: 

l^era  thousid'tim'es  i^hiiT  dli^^'^ef  ?|5lhaf^^^ 
ebe  should  know  a  woni  about  it.  Wiiy  should  yolhvL  tSbffi 

SShiT.^*^  "^^  *l^    ^*»y  ^"^^  y*>"  ^^^  to  hear  anyfflS 
wnfidences  she  may  have  to  make  to  yo^  against  our  isw^  Mai. 

««L^"*wJ5f*^'  J^^^^yn'"  Hetty^  cried  imploringly-- a  dying 
<   Womao,  darimg  1— a  dying  woman  I "  *  '       •  "/«« 

'  h    J°"^y"  P""«*  his  beafd  with  meditative  ddiberateness. 
U»»„  %"■  c'^^ture/Vhe  said  in  his  soft  clear  voicei  unmoved  t« 

n^  of  women  is  very  depressing.    ThecmSys  are  indeed  a  feSle 

ferolk.  They  can  never  keep  thdr  own^Ssel.  But  vou  niuYtn? 
,  darhng.  3he  must  die  unshrived  by  hiSelf  for  all  tliat  What 
H.S  Tf  ^^Vt<>  P"t  you^a^ainst  poor  little  Maimie  for  now.  I  won' 
dcrf  If  you  take  my  advice,  you  won't  go,  Hetty.  Nothing  but 
ST^rSI^l^  *'°'"?  **'  '*•  Suspito,  at  any  rate :  periiapl  dis- 
^J^^^'  r^^^^  estrangement.  t!Ee  world  js  not  too  Sill  ol 
g^s^  )rou  know,  sweetheart.  We  can't  afford  to  lose  our  one  HMe 

i/^"w*^-™?'  *""^*  ^^  woman  die  with  this  thing  uncohfessed 
and  rankhng  m  her  conscience?  "   ,  ""*«»w=u 

twi^^i^*"*  **^  ^"^^^  ^"^  once  more  with  nervously 

heillfstllS^at'l^^  «^^  ™°*^»'  «««y'" 

"But  for  "'-s— •-' '  - 

for  her  sake: 

SE^S"  ter  somebody  else :  a  dergyman  or  somebody-you  ste 
SL^  ™  ^!!l  '^i^****"ta  clergyman:  and  if  she  really  know 
sdmethmg  or  other|Kist  dear  Maimie—"  .        ^ 

I  Jocelyn  staled,  ^t  w^as  a  start  of  sudden  recognition.  Then  he 
waited  ^  gazed  at.  her  sUentlv.  while  one  mightcount  almnSt^ 
At  lag  fie  opened  his  mouth  slowly.  ««v«unwca. 

In  Vl^^'A  '  **^.-*  •  •  *^^ter  .  .  .  go  .  .  .  Hetty,"  he  whispered 
in  a  soft  voice,  with  a  cautious  side  glance  towarf  the  too«SS 

think  about  it^  but  prepare  yourself  for  tfie  worst :  you  may  have  to 
hear  someUiing  that  wfll  shock  you  terribly.    The  world  isn^aU 

♦K^i5?j  P  ^^^^  '"^  It—and  by  those  we  aU  love  dearly,  too— 
J^dU-pew  afi^bout  them.  Hetty.  .  .  .  PreparT^u^fStht 

riSteU'^ S?  ^^^T^  ?^  preparation.  TKirmay^Sn  a  tS! 
nwe  oiiaii.  But  for  Maimie'c  Mke.  as  you  say,  you  certainly  ouEfat 
tog© and  see  k«r.    You  are  wiser  tian  l/iweethettt;  yoSJ^Sa 


i^^m 


^^M 


■\*t-  • 


jrifor  tlm  i'   You  women  jump  at  thingralwayt  sd!  niidt 

Vm.  we  men  do.    Ypu  ww  at  once  the  weak  poiht  of  the  pvaof  %a 

•b^te^OQ Frftuldn  "—to  the  fair-haired  model,  in- GeSan 

—•"I  mall  not  need  your  servicejr  any  linger  tunday.  Excuse  m 
dtoniwing  you.  I  go  out  with  m^  wife  on  unexpected  tHisin(  ' 
Watt  a  minute  for  me,  Hetty  ttarOng.  Run  up  and  put  on  y 
J****!*  **»$?•  ***^**  a  »ood  girt.  wHle  I  wasH  this  paint  andstuDK 
-"  "P^iW  my  fingcff.  TU  walk  iround  with  you  as  (ar  k  the  hospitS^' 
an^f  wah  for  you  bdqw  while  you  go  up  and  see  this  dyi|&  woman, 
(Confound  her;  what  does  Ae  want,  to  go  and  die  for  how,  and 
»ke  up  chaigeson  her  deith-bed  Kke  a  fool  iagainst  poor  lit«e 
iWimie?  Couldn  t  she,«>  and  di«  qu^  somev^ete  on  her  o«^ 
•ccounfc  or  hvejand  hold>er  tongue  Uke  other  sensible,  reasonabS 
j'^PFi/  YOuTl  ntfed  my  arm  when  you  come  out,  perhaps.  ' 
Bng.  Nerve  jrourself  up  for  the  worst,  ani^bc  prepaisd  to 
something  temUe. "  T   »^ 

.       "  Oh,  jocdyn,  dip  you  khow  something  terrible' against  Mtd 
then,  yourself  aheady,  that  you  talk  so  dreadfidly  ?  'f^  ■ 

«r  know  nothtag,   Hetty."  Jocelynl  answered,  sosthinff  , 
w  quietly-f  "  absolutely  nothing:  so  far  as  roan  tcU,  thereiSiy 
Mthing  to  kno^.    But  Iknoyir  the  field  of  ttw^  possible  is  ^wavf  u 
fim^aiid  rmr^y  to  bdUevctoythiMr  about  anybody-Hsxceptyoi 
darting.     And  htf  kissed  her  tcnderfy,  a  soft  fight  kisa  upon  her 
Vl»fe  white,  anxiqus.  knitted  fbirfehead.  /T     ™    l~»  w 

Hetty  turned  away  trembli%  and  went  upstairs  vidth  uncertain 
^es,  to  wit  her  jacket  on.  As  she  did  so,  Jocelyn  slipiwd  qu«!jflf s 
off  to  the  dming-room  sideboard  and  filled  a  little  podc  el  flask  M 
tllft5«5lc  with  old  brandy.  ^^  ™ 

«  gfic  may  tteed  it  before  she  gets  back."  he  $aid  to  hiinsdf  widi 
MWtle  smife.    "Dear  little  Hetty  I    It  wiU  aU  coipe  od  now.  a^ 
•Iwdc  b«;,in<apr^ibly  I    This  is  a  bad  job^  indeed,  for  boor  mSt 
pkr    Why  the  dickens  couldn't  this  wretched,  unfortuiiate  Gor 
UOHr  woman,  if  she  knows  the  secret  and  has  kept  it  so  lonir.  kec 
ft^  a  little  longer?    Just  ready  to  die,  and  she  needs  imqst  dl 
St  M^V^s  ccwi<l«»nation  on  her  dybig  lips  I .  .  .  This  baue  fear 
Qt^C^  I  tfaa9  miseral^e  craven  crouchiiv  and  cowering  before  illi 
Dire  prospect  of  a  physicid  dissolution^^what  a  vile  thine  it  m 
How  I  despise  it  t  how  I  hate  if  1    In  her  slavish  terror  abSut  '  ^ 
own  soul,  her  own  poor  sordid  scuUdy.maid's  scnil.  that 
creature  vrillip  and  wreck  the  whdfc  happiness  and  the  vcty 
m  dear,  bright,  beaudful  Uttle  Bli^niel    The  miserable  bowa 
^  ^f  ^ty  for  her.    I  haven't-vot  sudi  a  thfcg  as  a  soul  at  «u 
myself,  thank  goodness;  but  if  I  hjuj  twenty  of  them,  alias  dear  tfr 
Qie  as  ^  wretched  viroman's  is  to  bar  this  momthg,  Fd  ^kiStfmw 
tbepLanA  teiaiod^lJia^^  save  «  m 

nitaits  double  |o  Hetty  or  to  Maimic.    But  these  peofile  are  ut^ 
craw—gelfiah  and  cavtta.  the  whole  cringing  lot  «^em.    SB 

.^If^^^m^f-^  for  then^veaoSl 

ef  their  oira  l(ui%»a]Ul  wodd  sacrifice  a&t^ 


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nwmil  to  fetTy  ™'  ''°"'**"X«<»  »»«>  we  aught  nad  £ 

Iwr  wblte  cheek,  aid  a  S^  Itelr af^uP*"  ^J^  ***•* 
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FOn  Ili4lMIM*S  SAJtS, 


wfld  ddiriufa ;  but  tiannah  read  at  once  in  her  e)re  the  unspolon 
thought,  fjBd  only  clutched  her  all  the  tighter,  pulling  her  down  till 
lips  and  ear  almost  met,  and  whispefring  yet  lower  and  hoarser  tfami 
ever  to  her  frisfifened  listener:  — -^ 


."I'm  not  besides  myself,"  she  murmured  heavily.  «•  I'm  bot Jav* 
tog,  Mrs.  Opriani.  I'm  as  sane  as  you  are-fquite  clear  and  coltected 
like^  I  But  r  couldn't  die  with  the  secret  oh  my  soul,  and  1  codk)n't^ 
tell)  it  to  any  other  living  creature  except  you,  and  ruin  my  darl%; 
so  I  couldn  t  rest- -untU  I'd  sent  for  you.  You  won't  tell  upon  her? 
You  won't  let  them  knoVr  about  it?    You'll  keep  it  locked  up  hi 

Sur  own  heart  as  long  as  vou  live,  just  as  I've  done ;  and  when  it 
Is  you,  as  it's  killed  me^uming  and  heaviiig  so  within  me,  like 
—you'll  confers  it  all  to  somebody  else  you  can  trust  to  keep  it,  and 
not  die  with  the  weight  of  it  burdening  your  soul  in  the  veiy  (^urch<k 
■yard!"  ^  f 

A  vague,  indeinable  horror  seized  on*  Hetty,  as  the  woman 
looked  at  her.  with  her  big,  hollow,  yearning  eyes—hungry  ^es  tlmt 
seemed  to  be  positively  consumed  and  <  devoured  by  tne  terrible 
secret  they  had  kept  so  earnestly— and  she  strove  half  against  her 
will  to  break  from  the  fierce  clutch  of  those  skinny  fingers ;  but 
Hannah  Gowland  held  her  still  tighter  and  tighter,,  and  muttered  kk 
deep  tones,  close  to  her  face : 

"You  won't  betray  her!  ^u  won't  inform  -upon  her!  YotH 
keep  the  secret  the  same  as  I  have  done ! "  '- 

"  Inform  updn  whom  ?  "  Hetty  answered^  pretending  not  to  know 
of  what  she  was  speaking.  "Whose  secret  is  it  you  want  to  tell 
n»?" 

"  Hers ! "  the  dying  woman  answered  eagerly,  lookhig  back  into 
Hetty's  half-averted  eyes  with  terrible  earnestness;  "here!    "" 
sweetheairt's ;  m>  darling's ;  my  angel's.    You  know  who  I'm 
ing  about  as  well  as  I  do.    Mrs.  Chevcnix's,  the  darling,  the 
the  Sweetl^rt.  the  innocent  lamb.    God  bless  her  I " 

Hetty's  bteod  ran  chilly  within  her.  > 

"And  what  is  it  you  have  to  say  about  her!'^  she  managed  at 
last  to  gasp  out  feebly.  .. 

"You'll  not  betray,  her?    Youll  not  use  It  agafaisther?    i 
for  Heaven's  sake,  say  youll  never  desert  her !    Promise  me  on  _. 
dying  bed,  Mrs.  Cipriani,  you  won't  ever  tdl  a  shigle  Uving  aoYJ 
•nputit!"  .  J. 

"I  promise,"  Hetty  answered  slowly  with  a  shudder.  •# 

"  Swear  it  by  the  throne  of  God  ^Almighty,"  the  woman  peraistii 

anxiously,  with  the  hungry  eyes  find  fuu  upon  her.    "  Swear  tikjtt 

you'll  never  say  a  vrord  of  it  as  long  as  you  live  to  her  or  to  fi6 

"  I  can't  swear/'  HetW  answered,  tremulous,  drawing  back  a 

Httle.       ;  ■      ;'  ■-         '  ','"■'■ 

"You  'shall,"  the  woman  cried,  ctutcUfig  her  arm  with  #  !u»r 
bony  fingers  deep  imprinted,  and  pulling  her  down  agafai  tiH  thetir 
li^cesactualfy  touched  one  another.    "You  must;  mtt  bound  to. 


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Hetty  Started. 

Mu^erS^r^^"^J*?M*^^"*J-    "Murdered,  did  you 

H^7hilnsd?i;,Si!  ^^±r.^''^ifi  T^^uni^'. 
say  he'd  done  it"  laboratoiy,  and  left  a  letter  behind  to 

conscience."  secret  weigtog  w/he«vaj[  on  your  poor 

3fed  in,  but  tiSeTdid^tnn  inL^^  Cipnani  and  a  Triend 

out.  as  ^ite  M  ft  5Slf^^  tf^A  *n**  ^''-  Chevenix,  he  came 
bSiw  ofhfa  uS.^  f5?*^  SS  ^^  handkerchiel  pressed  over  the 
Sd  JL?^Z!?  2'**3*^«'' «ottci^Uke,  right  up  the  nam? 
W«  Ml*  Cbmnii.  she  was  in  the  ixK>m  then,  I%il/sw  iS^ 


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ioo 


It** 


('< 


mk  itAmm*s  sjjcm. 


dbtinct  in  h^r  dress  aiid  bonnet,  but  Lucy  couldn't,  for  F  was  ilk 
ting  80  as  I  looked  out  through  the  crack  of  the  kitchen  door.  a«d 
8a:#  into  the;  laboratory.    Aiid  there  was  blood,  too.  blood  in  tf^at 
swimming  pods  lying  all  over  the  floor  of  the  room  there.    If  I^    ' 
Obevenix  shot  himself.  Mrs.  Chewnix  was  in  there  with  him  wh<^ 
he.  did  it ;  and  that  never  came  out  at  the  inquest,  because  I  wai 
the  <mly  one  that  knew,  and  I  didn't  say  k  word  about  it  wfaeb  I  < 
gave; , my  evidence.    But  Mr.  CheVienix  didn'i  shoot  himsdf.  anA 
mat  1  know  mysdf  for  certafai ;  for  I  swear  before  God  I  o^9«!^iauf4  \ 
nut  on^  word  she  said  to  him  a  minute  before  as  ^6  sat  iiii^^t 
M«»iatoiy,--' Sydney,  Sydneyjf  I  knew  I  was  shooting  yotf  I    I  did 
it  intoitionally !    I  meant  t«  shoot  you!'" 

Hetty's  face  was  blanchjed  with  horror,  and  she  dung  for  stip*  * 
port  td  the  iron  bedpost,  but  she  didn't  flinch  in  a  single  musde  o|^ 
her  face  as  Hannah  Ck>WllQ^d  reached  this  awful  climax  of  her  tei^ 
tible  iMoiy.   She  only  looked  upoii  the  woman  and  pira^  inaM)ly« 
with  muttering  liiMi;'*Have  mercy  upon  herl  have  ffliercy  upori 
her  I "    As  to  Hannah  Gowland  hersetf,  worn  mt  with  the  eS<xt  ^ 
■0  loi^  ii  speech,  wrung  slowly  from  her  throat  l:Mebiv*Mn  the  gaspSL 
.  ■«»taj6^  bw  sentence,  she  sank  back  oncp  more  ethaiiiletd  upon  thii 
prrb#,itoil  whispering  hoarsdy,  "My  side  I  my  il^t**  fccmed  fia^f 
capable  ftt-  the  second  of  speaking:  further.    > 

TflHf  viced  each  other  there  m  silence  fm:  mam^  long  minutes^ 
tfaMie  two  jptile  women,  HannaH  Gdwhnd  scowBng  paidully  in  ttat 
mdti^^iostttor  poor  Maimie.  and  Hetty  Ciprirai  murmuiW  stiS 
With  blanched  lips,  her  inarticulate  prayer  to  dtyW  Heaveci :  and;^ 
ttt%  a^  last  Hetiy  broke  the  awful  stiUness  with  a  searching  quesa 
tlMf.  **  If  ^  knew  all  this  was  true,  my  poor  woman,  why  mawfl^t 
©ftrter  si^  a  ixrord  to  anybody  about  it  tul  this  very  minute  ?  **  m 

•«  Why?  "the  woman  cried,  lifting  herself  half  up  hi  b^  witK*' 
fuutul  eantiistness,  and  peering  at  Hetty  from  her  bloodshot  ey«|. 
like  a  haegard  maniac:  «  Why?  do  you  a^  me  ?  why.  indbed.     ^ 
sKel    III  tdl  you  why.  then  f  Because  I  toved  hert    Y^ I  L 
hert   She  never  cared  for  me  no  more  than  to  know  that  I  wa« 
cook  In  her  kitchen.   But  I  loved  htiiwl  loved  he^  with  all  my  1 
and  swil.  Mkc  everybody  else  that  ever  came  across  her.  Sbt^ 
Wk  Io#ageye  to  cast  over  one^  somehow,  as  witches  have  the  ^bpt^ 
e^  to  newitch  one.    I  loved  her  and  I  love  her  s^  and  I'd  lH^^lpi 
tore  her,  if  she  was  twenty  thnes  a  nSisenible  murdereis.    I  mm  ^ 
her  with  all  my  heart  and  soul ;  and  when  I  was  sint  away  Itim0 
her  I  never  came  back  to  See  her  again,  because  the  sedet  ^^ 
bumfaig  into  my  heart,  and  I  was  afraid  she'd  notice  me  and  fynkii 
w^and  know  she  was  discovered— the  dariinn^  the  anyt'  It^j^ 
■^^i;bWB<|dfrto  ra^  ittd  bumcftme  oMt» tmd"-thM*^  ww  I'm  lyiiig~K<w 
od«^  Mts.  ppriatd.    It's  for  her  sake--^for  ACri.  Oievenix'sll^ 
m  MalitaieV  Sake—h  my  own  heart,  though  she's  a  la^  and  I^  a 
Mtmit,  t  ahfi^  call  her  Mahnie— evenbody  alw^  a^  l^r  Mai^ 
feq^i  ttltl  if  M ffdt  to  die  a  thouiand  times  ov«r  m  Ifoitniil  4i|l 
17^01%  a^^if-^Mpitt^  »-«wwfwais 


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she  spoke,,  and  the  fiery  rad  8|>ot 
reader  and  fiercer  every  nidhute. 
less  with  terror.  Incapable  of  think- 
absorbed  in  contemplation  of  thft 

,/•     "  <  -      i'-'f 

looked  up  at  ha  suspidoosly  frim, 


£f^ 


^  iflMddered  terribly  even 

^  ceirdre  of  her  cheek  gre 
[<stty  loob^  at  her,  now  s 

^  even  of  Maimie,  ahd 

dyi^  woman's  unutterable  enc 

Hannah  Gowland  iQ  fet 
her  deep  eyeS  ohce  mor6. 

"You  won't  ten  on  her? "/she  cried  piteously,  pressing  fa^  ludtt 
fingers  deeper  and  deeper  than  ever  into  the  bare  flesh  of  Het^'^ 
«rm  above  the  wrist;  •^Yb^  won't  tell  on  her  I  You  wont  let 
jthem^hurt  a  hair  of  toy  darung's  head,  my  angd,  my jperfect  on^ 

beloved,  my  sweetheait.     She  might  kill  him,  if^e  would. 

0  could  forbid  her?  /Would  they  hang  her  lot  that— -widia 
rope  round  her  sweet  neCk,  the  angel,  the  innocent  1  He  was  her 
husbalid :  she  m^ht  have  killed  mo  a  hundred  times  over,  and  witt- 
infl"  too,  that  was  only  h^  Wtchen^makl.  Swear  to  me  you  wont 
teU  on  her.  Swear  it  adiin,  swe^  it  this  minute ;  swear  to  liie  by 
the  throne  of  God  in  hdhren  that  you'll  never—" 

A  hideous  gurgle  cooked  the  rest  Hettf*  looidng'  dbiv<ii  ^  the 
WMOan  hi  unsi)es^abl|^  alarm,  saw  that  her  sheet  and  njghtnlress 


were  covered  with  _ 
Jets  frotn  her  mouth 

"dufck»  quick," 
stHnetning  the  matt 
theUoodI  Oh«w] 
iVftSihcrl 

The    ._^ 
looked  at  the 


blobd,  and  blood  was  spurting  rapidly  hi  sudden 
[nostrils. 

criedr  to  the  hospital  nurses.    "tW^'s/ 

She's  d]^{~-«he'8 -dying  t   Look,  look  at 

can  be  the  matter,  vmA  can  be  the  matter 


ai 


stole  up  cautibusly  on  nofsekss  feet,  and 
_  Jt  with  critical  cahnness. 

•Jits  BO  iise  tooubUng  yourself  anymore  about  her^^ihe  said 

^^'^^^^SJS.^^P*'^^*^  ^  ^»*^  %«»•  "the woman's  dead 
abesify,  SM'sburstabk>od-vessel.  Sue  wasnt  hanging  to  life  by 
more  than  a  thread,  an(d  the  excitement's  kiUed  hen  She's  d^ 
ttes  mbittte.  She  wouldn't  be  satisfied  ufltit  she  saw  you,  and  now 
this  is  tht  6nd/of  it.  t  uM  her  how  ft'd  be.  m  go  and  get  th« 
hokise-surgeon/at  once  to  look  at  her  right  off,  and  mtth  the  eaiia* 
«l  death  bcfoit  there's  any  doubt  about  it." 


,iiii.im 


OtAFTEil  XXXIX. 


-,  >  '■ 


VltTT  THINKS  FOR  HSRSSLT. 

^Sicmitss  and  awa««lruck,  Hetty  reeled  and  staggered  ddwft 
mm  wppitsa  st^r^aivd  groped  her  way  blindly  out  into  the  MtW^  -^ 
"^W^^^^^^I^^Jy^^^wwaiUngforherwiAbatedbrtalh.   Ail  ' 
»ttiiaD0dtfat^i^;her  trembling  knees  fatitrg»)^e  W&aill 


^Jt' MA/Jf/S'S  SAJTS,  j 


I  V 


Into  the  antooomT  oS^S^^tt^^^^ ^P^*"^><» 
«nd  her  palKd  ins  a^ti^«S^  "*  "^  glwM-Bke  as  death, 
reitenrte,/3  e^lSSS-T^r  ,  ^r^  '"  J^«^'»  "pMy. 

just  passed  through.  syuawe  of  the  fearful  scene  she  had 

difficulty  to  hier  uS.  ^^S  Se  wolJt  hoi'*'^**  ^^  S*^^  <="P  ^th 
confess^  to  tou  And  whS  ^f^  i?*!  «**""*"•  Jh*  womSa  has 
-^^.^^^^l^^^  aU.  darling? 

.Jon'tcaUh^^XS   oSi-t^k^^  «^ 

^deadl  dead,  dead,  dSd   tihS  iSn.,;!     ci?*^'»:^***P*^'"«*««"re's 

befort  my  viry  faS^Sw-SSrSnc^^!^  **"""*  *  .blood-vessel 

A  widen  gleS^Shope^^^u^/i^^  ««•"  ' 

:  eyes  as  he  echS^a?edly  ?^.        ^  unexpectedly  from  ^ocelyn's 

M'S^iv^^  SwoTwhSr^  ,][J«n<«<Ife-diebefo«die 
Hgjjyp..      ca  TO  leu  you  what  was  this  dreadful  secret  of  hen, 

gr^-s^r  ?i:fbfoS=lSh■'rS7'S^?■^" 
-ft  was  MO  horrible,  too  hnrrihu  I  tT-^a  ^^^  spurts  ofit— ofa, 
think  of  it-  fiomble  I    It  makes  me  sick  stfll  even  to 

whiSt^  ■'**'"'"'  ««  hto-U  a  long,  low,  doubtful,  ominou. 

"She  tjjj^y,^  eia-tMnn.a-'li,,  ,11,   '•,'  .    1      ,     ,         - 

"undertone;  ~  "  Confound  the  ini»iS''"iAr? ' ?"f".9' ?  *.?*'™>»' 


f  fl 


■'K 


irXTTY  THINKS  FOR  BBkSBtf^ 


2031 


.^\ 


H*tty  shrank  back  from  him  in  evident  alami. 

'*%r?^**°K^^^' Jo<^«H*'she  echoed  m  a  bcwUdcred  wW«- 

PJf  • ,.       . "?'  T*^  ^^  ^"^  *^"  y<*"  mtaxi,  darling  ?   Did  you  knov^ 

~f  *5*??*  *'  before,  yourself,  then,  and  never  say  a  single  word  to  me 

.Oiitr        /  ^.■■:  ■  ^,  ■',-        ■       .   '•       .  p^ 

"  Never,  Hefty,  never;  I  knevr  nothing.  I  know  nothing  now. 
1  m  as  Ignorant  as  you  are  of  i^,  I  had  a  suspicion—a  mere  vague, 
floatmg,  formless  suspicion—baseless,  basdess— absolutely  basdess 
—about  which  it  would  have  been  wicked  to  say  anything  to  anv- 
body— even  to  you  yourself,  d^  litUe  vdfe."  .  . 

"  What  was  it,  Jdcelyn ?    Yo\x,must  tell  me l"         ^ 
Jocelyn  hesitated.  -^^ 

"Well,  you  know,  Hetty,"  he  wluspered  fearfully  At  last,  casfing 
an  anxious  glance  around  him  as  he  spoke,  "that  lett^  that  Sydnw 
wrote  the  night  he  .  .  .  killed,  himself  .  .  .  you  remeriiber  the  let-* 
ter  to  say  he  had  committed  suicide— "  ' 

"  Wdl,"  Hetty  cried,  breathless  with  anxiety^  "  It  .  .  .  it  wasn't 

:  a  foigciy,  vras  it,  Jocelyn  ?  "    And  then  a  sudden  honor  coming 

over  her  whole  soul  with  onte  wild  flash  of  vivid  suspicion,  she  ^£^ 

jgain  m  a  terrified  whisper,  "  Oh,  Jocelyn,  surely  it  couldn't  have 

been  that  Adnan  Pym  forged  that  letter,  did  he  ?  " 

in  spite  of  the  awful  solemnity  of  the  moment,  Jocelyn  Cipriani 
smiled  his  quiet  philosophic  smile  in  prompt  acknowledgment  of  the 
curious  felicity  of  that  passing  suspicion. 

_  "  No,  Hetty,  dariing,"  he  answered,  smoothing  her  hand  vdth 
WS  own  confidingly.  "  How  quick  you  women  are  in  jumpinir  at  a 
conclusion !  But  you're  wrong  for  all  that.  He  didn't  forge  the  let- 
tor.  It  wasnt  a  forgery  at  all,  I'm  certain.  It  was  m  Sydney 
Chevenix  s  ovm  handwriting ;  of  that  I'm  Confident  But,  Hetty.  I 
believe  It  was  Written  after  the  mur—  T^mean,  alter  Sydney  hlid 
reauy  shot  himself.  There  was  a  drop  of  blood  upon  it:  you  know 
we  both  noticed  it,  Mid,  darUng,  I  saw  in  a  minute  with  my  Uttlc  , 
pocket  lens  that  the  blobd  was  there  beforg  the  letter:  the  ink  wa» 
writteii  straight  across  it.  He  must  have  sat  down  to  write  that 
letter  ^immediately  after  the  bullet  went  right  thrtiugh  him.  I  tell 
you  this  for  fear  you  should  think  I  know  more  than  I  do  kndw 
But  I  know  very  little.    That  is  absolutely  aU  I've  guessed  about 

Hetty  shuddered.  ' 

-  WeU,  Jocelyn,"  she  said  firmly,^  with  an  effort  to  be  cahn,  ••  thi 
Pmon  he  wrote  tiiat  letter  afte^  he  was  shot  was  JMst  because  of 
this— oh,  darling,  I  can  hardly  speak  it  out,  even  to  you ;  but  surely 
she  wouldn  t  lie  to  me  with  her  dying  breath,  would  she,  jocelyn  ?-l 
irwB^^ecauMiS^lR^riHUSl  tell  you—**  dropS^B^voice 
to  a  terrified  vidiisper-"  Maimie  shot  him."  '  *^         • 

Joc^  held  her  hand  tenderly  in  his,  and  soothed  \t  with  Ws 
mn.  a  dozen  times  over  before  he  ventured  cautiously  to  answer. 
Then  hn  muttered  very  low,  twice  or  thrice  together: 

"Mliiiiiie  shot  him  I    Maimit  shot  himt  7  . . .  I  thoi^  tlw 


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i^  MAiim^s  sAxm 


"^^^S^^^t^r^^^Ji^-^^^K 


^ac^sftwtheWoQd  on  the  floor,  locefyn^^      blood  hfbim 

Umm  siting  fe  the  room  after  S 


^e  i^tefnfl'^^i?*'^  ^'Wg  m  the  room  after  tl» 
^^he^dent;  and  she  hear^  her s^y,  '^(y.Sydney,!  ^^ 

Hett^""  ''^f*^  ^  ^^  '^**°^  "^^  teU  'anyone  aboiit  it  befoit^ 
dJiJS^i^i^'!^.  ****■'   She  loved  Maimtel-ahe  loved  her 

te.pft^'^  ^"^ '  *"  "^  "  wi-^Kol^wicfad  to 
^Img  litUe  WMMB,  and  theyH  csny  ha- off  bymaii  forMto 

lESi  *>S****?^  juiymen;  and  theyll  tiy  her  for  her  life ?aSd 

^.^  S^f^'^  '*»  «**<»^  «^«  <>id  it ;  and  theyH  M™ 
%l?Sin-  ^^r^*^^***'  Hetty-^hink  of  that,  my  S^ 

mIS^^  S^Jfe::*^sk!*S»^'  <>"^pretty.g^tfc!wo3k; 

^«.«^^    ^'»»i^H**f'Hrtly,  Hetty,  my  swerthW-VoO^J 
.^compassionate,  good  Utde  ang^-^too  iood  formTtal^^vJ^; 

to  ^cate  voice  perBoa^ivdlySd  diimatiS^tolS^lSiSJnW 

M^^I  w«lneTcrteait;  I  wiU  keq>  it  secwt  idr  ever,  for  evTSd 

M  hami  can  possib^  ever  come  of  it   Apd  Hetty/dSS" fofM^ 
.    J<><*gw.  «»cri«5«<>h^  darting  Jocefyn,  I  jiw«;rt^^ 


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M^fTY  Tffmj^S^  Jf0Jt  BEltSStK 


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eVen.    Let  us  eo  honifeand  a«;.I«f  3S^  i?  ?**  "  °^**'  with  «• 
Hetty."  ^     '^  ^  m^JOfS^  aW  the  future  quietly  there^ 

mam  tread  and  shut  the  doors  of  the  t^ttsom^SrS  ^^ 
Jocdyn  rianced  at  him  curiously  fbr  f  m^eSTIfc  sfe^m^  t?^^ 
ognui^  the  features  sooiehpw : kdy  ^It^^^SX  ti  k^ 
se«  ggmewhere  or  oth^l  a  brtrth^l^i^^e  fdtew  hSd^ 


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FOR  MA1MIE*S  SAKE* 


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to*day  for  tovf^  ofNMaimie.  Now  Hannah's  dying  br  dead,  and  , 
lilt's  been  fo  see  fitn-  and  heard  the  truth  of  it.  I  could  see  she 
had  leamt  it  all  by  herdeathly  face  and  haggard  Eyelids  I  This  is 
aterribte  new  danger^  indeed.  What  can  I  donowtd  make  Mai- 
mie  happy  ?— to  vcak^  Mdhnie  happy  I  Maimie  happy !  Maimie— ' 
Maimie — Maimie — Maimie  t  \I  must  do  something  to  make  Maimie 

happy."     U  .  \  / 


■w 


CHAPtER 

-    .      -         9 

riSTTY  ACTS. 

All  that  night,  Hetty  lay  awake  on  her  bedt  tearless,  with  her  . 
face  buried  ideep  in  Jher  pillow,  and  her  heart  Within  her  burning 
fiercely.  In  the  first  fresh  horror  of  that  unspeakable  secret  She 
hardly  uttered  a  word,  to  Jocelyn,  and  Tocelpi  hardly  X)tt«red  a  word 
to  h«r;  as  they  lay  there  idlent  side  by  siJe,  both  were  too  full  of 
their  own  thoughts  and  their  own  fears  for  the  terrible  future,  but 
each  knew  the  other  was  awake,  and  each  felt  in  his  own  hearts 
what  it  was  the  other  was.  thinking  of  so  intently.      ' 

Early  next  morning,  Hetty  rose;  she  couldn't  lie  in  bed  any 
Umgov  tossing,  with  Chat  aWful^v^ight  of  care  p;nessing  upon  -fa^ 
breast; -and  she  dressea  hersdf  hastily  and  carelessly  m  whatever 
came  uppermost.  Jocelyn  rose,  too,  without  a  word,  and  put  on  lus 
working  suit  of  velvet ;  and  they  went  downstairs  tog^her  as  of 
one  accord,  and  out  instinctively  into  the  glaring  studio.  There 
Jocelyn  made  two  cups  of  coffee  in  his  little  etna,  and  silently*,  with 
a  kindly  husband-like  g:esture,  made  Hetty  swallow  hers  as  well  as 
she  was  able,  though  it  burned  her  parched  throat  as  if  it  Were 
molten  lead,  so  dry  and  feverish  was  she  ^th  pept-up  horror. 
;'  **  Well,"  Jocelyn  said  at  last,  as  he  stood,  palette  m  hand,  before 
his  Academy  canvas  and  pretended  to  be  busying  himself  with  a 
few  ui^mportant  minor  alterations,  "why  have  you  got  up  so  very 
eaitv  this  morning,  Hetty  ?  " 

Hetty  looked  at  him  and  burst  into  tears.    It  was  an  immen^ 
tdief,  after  the  long  strain  of  the  night  watches,  that  one  good  ay,' 
and  jod^  didn't  attempt  in  any  way  to  prevent  it.    On  the  con- 
trary, he  flung  down  his  palette  hastily,  laid  her  head  on  his  shoul- 
der with  gentle  solicitude,  and  whispered  at  her  esur  in  his  softest^ 
and  most  soothing  tones:  " 

"Cry  away,  dariing;  cnr  away,  little  one.    It'll  do  you  good. 
^]^ere?riiothing^ike%    Wten^«wCTR«r«»n%^er3^it%ifi^fae^worsa= 
for  her.    I  knew  you  were  longing  to  cry  all  night,  and  couldn't  find 
atear  to  shed  in  all  your  eyes,  pet<  And  I-»I,  too,  could  cry  bitterly, 
Hetty.    I  could  cry.  darlii^,  as  widl  as  vou  can." 
*     And  ••  be  ipoke,  the  t^ara  rbse  dimly  to  hip  owit  ctw,  and^ 


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^M^^.  ^^^-^ 


JC^ 


chs^^'^T'  ^«  *^^"  J<x^y»  a»ked,  following  l^er 

I  cant  help  it    I've  made  my  mSu 

any  lonarer  without  speaking  to  her"   "  «-    --"-wo.* 

.     moiStrptVtSw^l^^r  S^^^  ^^  ^^'t  ^or  a 

b^  by  expeSli?e  thS^fet^"^!^^^^^  hJ 

right,  she  would  do  it  boldlv  aSkJ!!    *?'"**  **"*  '^c  was  doing 
hlmight  think  or  S^lhor^To^^^^^  '^^  consequences,  whievj 

pUy:    The  les^s^^boit  sUSe«  ^ra?  "^t.^  ^^  " 
even  to  talk  it  over  by  cSireefv^  S?r     t^"^*"*    Y^  °"«^<n't 

conci^bfctolhiSkthiTuJdL^HSi^^^^^ 

is  a  murderes^a  muSs? "     '  "^^e-  beautiful, innocent  Maimie 

^^'hJS!l:itH^l'J^  «««rfy.  clapping  hit 

"  You  mustn Vi^fepe^ iu^ nfo^il^ 

sweet.    You  Imow,^et^yX,Sj*'^"J^^^   dgd  of^^ 

is  death  to  Maimie  I "        "^"=»'»  ^aus  nave  ears ;  to  be  overfaoml 

i^^'^  A^dW^'^lt!^'^'^'  "I  cant  think  it:  leant 

l«st^?;vH»^ 

"off  a  little  longer  for  atoS^.^;.     u    y<»"JVst  consent  to  piit 

•Kite  Mtmdon  S'S  S',;^»^«  <*  thu«.  «o  tqr  to  ,«M  i,"^ 


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joji  mmis  n  sjtK± 


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Itself  a  nMi  she  dreaded  the  endaii«aon  mote  than  the  juneMt 
even.  Then  •she  said  in  a  tone  orhatf-consent :  "  As  you  ISfiCijptmk 
lyn.  P^aps,  as  your  say,  ^  lii^rak'a  sake^  #e  ong^  at  least  to 
wait  till  after  breakfast." 

They  waited  in  the  studio  tiU  breakfast  was  ready,  a^d  then 
walked,  with  as  much  appesuance  of  carelessnesB  as  ih^  could 
wdl  command,  into  the  aajominff  (Uning-room.  The  breakup  was 
a^mfsft  dumb  diow,  of  courser-lood  would  have  choked  them ;  and 
as  scion  as  tbe  maid  had  le£t  the  room,  Jocelyn  solemnfy  rose  a&dV 
wripped  haJBfthe  bacon  and  chicken  cutlets  cm  their  plates  in  a  : 
^^  of  newspaper,  to  hide  the  fact  that  they  had  eaten  nothing, 
but>merely  ta^ed  theh-  cup  <rf  coffee.  Thenlie  put  a  httte  gravr  <m 
the  two  forks,  and  dabbled  about  the  knives  a  bit  in  the  disn  to 
make  them  look  as  if  they  had  been  eaten  with.       '        . 

After  this  show  of  breakfast,  they  started  off  together  to  go  tO 
Madmie'si  - 

In  the  romns  neariy  ooposite,  a  dark-bearded  ^tger  stranger 
iftood  watchhig  tbam  closdy  vnth  a  powerful  open^-giass,  fnm  &,  ^^ 
iiafe  distance  mside,  behind  the  curtain?;  and  as  thqr*tumed  ouC^ :^ 
Into  the  street  the  dark-bearded  stranger  went  down  to  the  door,  and 
walked  noiselessly  along  the  pavement  just  behind  them,  kee^g 
always  at  fif^  or  a  hunfbed  yards'  distance.  The  sco^t  :was  lying 
dose  now.  It  was  clear  those /two  were  bent  on  misdiief  fqr  poor 
little  BdbUmie. 

They  walked  straight  toward  Wilmington  Place.  Svdney  Cbeve-^ 
nix  following  qutetiy  oehind,  and,  lobldi^  unobtrusively  into  shop-  ^ 
windows,  wjui  a  casual  glance  as  they  turned  the  comers,  let  him-  ' 
self  in  to  No;  35,  JQSt  as  th^  weee  gouig  up  the  stabv  indoors  at . 
liifoimie^  qmqsite.  n.       -  0 

Adifan  Was  out  bat  MaiiDQie  came  into  the  drawing-room  fffSfy  . 
'  to  receive  tl^-~a  neat  little  figune,  beautiful  as  ever,  in  a  pietQr  - 
rocMnin^igown  and  linen  collar,  so  fresh  and  fair  and  innocent  and 
charn^.th^  her  careless  household  dress,  that  Hetty  Idt  her  belief 
In  Hannah  CyOwland's  story  utteily  shakon,  and  said  to  herself  in  a 
burst  of  remorse*  "  How  wicked  of  me  ever~4b  have  even  thought^ 
it  possible!   Surely,  afto-  all,  she  can  never  be  amurdeiess  1   Odr 
^  w  littkshnpte  cfedli^^ 

-.  *  yniy,  you  dasih^  Hetty,"  Maimie  crwed  with  gidish  tenderness 
and  taa^t  as  she  looked  at  the  pale  and  led-eyed  face  before  her, 
**  what  on  earth  can  you  have  been  makhsg  youndf  so  miserable 
about?  You  dearoki  t)dng"--'and  she  flmig!* her  arms affectidn> 
al^y  mnvA  her— '"yon  must  dome  at  once  to  me  to  be  comforted. 
^I^rhatever  can  Joc^yn  have  been  sayiifg  or  doing  to  you  to  roakf^ 
yousounhapi^k  I  wonder?"  _  \  - 

Hc^s  heart  fluttered  vicafentir  is  she  spoke,  with  j  new-born 
hope;  ^^y.  sOi^y;  I$^iii£  C:^^ 

or  wild  with  oefirium  1  rthat  sweet  Iktle  Maimie  coukt  never,  ttever, 
never  have  flred  the  fatal  pistol  t  U  waa  impossihie,  incredible,  ut- 
twty  iACQnoeivablel   And  fH^-mnik  ^  even  Jaee^  saemM  tt 


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'n. 


tWnk  h  ndfflit  po^Iy  hnre  been  so.  But  now  that  the  atood  ^ce 
to  face  ^t  wth^darOng  Mainue,  after  aU  her  toSnrStohtS 
fev«iah  horror,  she  hadnt  the  heart  even  tateU  that^wt.  ££ 

^^^^^r^^!'Z"T  *|>f  «he  had  everliarbored  such  a  tSS 

Tl^ou^htmhdhPart  about  her. 

^u^^^'^^J^  P^'i"^  ^^\  ^«^  ®^  *o  tfec  low,  lone  sofa  bv 

*i«.**?"**'  P??*°^  ***^'*  <5hcek  -and  «froking  her'hafr  silentb-  for  a 
time,  began  A  last  to  grow  alanned.  -uBuuy^iora 

»Ale  cmis  of  ming  tenor.  ?'You  and  Jocelyn  hav^'t  fSi^? 
with  one  another,  have  you  ?— you  who  usfld  alWai^  in  \J^u^^  * 

?v*"''Hl'?*^j^<*t«'»**'«'y»I»l«n  words  i      \ 
"Noi  no,  Miiftiie  darling,  ft  iftt'tthat,  or^uiytliiar  like  ft.   W. 

buried 

horror  ^ ^_         »,.^    »„, 

more  in  all  its  viyiS  and  hid»urifiaaE"^bty*bSS  W  fihe 
^?^.^«:J«»«ttful  round  neck  instinctivehr  ^STh?  SS  wSS 

^^S  J  Ten  me  they  haven't  been  telling  you  anytk^TtciS 

^^JWJh«  fc^  rfruddv  Hetty  ^ced  that  «trange  insthictive 
&S^J^^^  *  hand^  around  her  statuesque  S  and  dSv 
Si^T?^^!."'?*^'*^'*^  ^^"^  toheragain^an  agoiiyS  fST 
h  A^li*^  ^n^^  T^  ^.  oWToulder,  in^S  of  S 
^tulA^J^x^^K"^^  ^y  ^^y*  *~t  *»^«  knewflow  that  i££ 
m  had  rrafly  done  lt:lhero  was  something  in  her  sudd^Ta^^ 

W^^"^  ftf  P^nly^  ^^  coul/s^iT-Fh^^lS 
AteriSt^S-Zr^^'* *»»^^"e^f»  MT^widertwi^iirf^fcBfimr,  that" 


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haH,afateriy,cai«ess  Of  affectionate  soothinjK.^Hett7*couIrfiY  «n)l«ii. 
.'    atand  it  in  the  least  herself;  but  «wthSl#S^SSSS 

«.m™^il  K    ^^*™th  With  the  least  posfiible  cS of  toguisfiand 

I^^^rf**!*'  •  ^"^  ^?  ^*'  ^«"  ^o^  «  quickly  and  r?S3v 
Md  as  kindty  as  possible  that  tfere  was  So  djiger?  tSt  S^S 
Jocdyn  Mo^e  shi^  the  terrible  secret,  that  th^«,l^Se  ^ 

"  ^wi«.  rr^  *^^u°^  righteous  wrath  or  of  shrinking  had 
SLte"  ^'^'J  now  that  she  actuaUy  stood  face  to  i^mW 

w  consaenc^  and  to  tl^e  need  for  i^bentance  ai^  fr— ' 

^w?;«5^£r***^'*'"«f  ?^*^°"  "^W  remained 

trouWe,  and  Mainue  must  be  comfort|d.    ^^^        ^  t-  -     , 

uiKm^J^  l±.S*illP'!^"«^^^  the RaEW teifeg^ 
upon  ner  tender  bosom,  "  Maimie.  rov  sweethrarf  mtf  #iai4{««.  ^- 

pr^ous  one,  don't  be  af^id:  th^re vUhS^S^'^^Su?'  S2 

body  sh^  hurt  yo*.    I  know  it  aU-Jocelyn  ind  I-thS  n;rS2l 

beside  who  ever  knew  has  just  told  li  i  bK  a  soid  d^L^S 

toows ,t  and  nota soul.eli  on  darth  shKr  £iow i^hSui*^^ 

You  -needn't  be  frightened,  Maimie;  you  needn't  be  frSS^Zn  " 

.AJ^?i!l'S  "J^  "I'"''**  «"■•,  """"l  into  Hettt's  bosom  and 
took  the  TOial|,deUc»te  l«uid  childishly  in  her  own  Smoothrf;.™!? 
iwud,,«ftone,.  Fw.whaeSesob^SiTOyTpSfeSS 
S^S.^fe-h^'^nS'^  byHetty^^gS^^d^^ 

Wat'H?4^■^'"^  '■»"*'•'  '^  ..Myou«„*l 

-w  ^  ^^P^l^if'^^^'^Y^y^^  Hetty's  fraitaea.^ 

she  heard  that  b<^il,  ae^tle.  dain^|®KireSSS^^ 
those  naif  and  aw^Kords  of  self^midBEHBon  "^ii'****"^ 

a.  1?*^  ^'?""f  i!*'!?'"^**^  cried.'BBrerKuiitary  shudder 

RS.*!2^      ^^"^  Heaven^s  sake,  don't  say  a  sinrie  word  aSST Si 
Bort't  whisper  it  I   toon't  talk  of  it !    Tio^±d^^tll^^t^ 

^Ii^?tn;^r^''^  ^'^^^^^-^^^^^^^^ 

*  ^yjobsburet  forih  afresh  more  wiMly  than  ever. 

and  ffi;J!w1f/?*y  fr«m  Hettjr  With  a  wilO  gestuiHT^ 

;Krb^'  %^SS?'t^l?^^  "*  *^^  **•"  ^*  6urf»ionlikea8pofl^ 
'  Dwy.      YOU  dont  love  me  any  longer.   You  hate  iiw-^^ESl 


■:i%-^: 


illf 


to  you.  Hetty  darting,  it  was  almost  an  accident .  I  hardly* knewS- 
a  single  second,  what  it  was  I  was  reaUy  doing." .  "*/  ™cj^  |<fr 

-^"I^*^Tu"^  said."  Hetty  answered  qdetly.  siked,  she  knew 
Z  M^^':SS  to  sudden^avenging  spirit/that  iShe  hS^  you  c^ 
m,  I  meant  to  do  it.  I  knew  Iwas  de^g  it  Svdnev  SvHm^  ? 
did  it  intentionally.   ,1  wantwl  to  shoot  you.  =y*»»^' i>ydney.  I 

At  the  uneiroected  sound  of  those  long-foigotten  but  wenire- 

Hannah  Gowla^d  had  repeated  them  to  her  the  iug^h^^ 
Mainue  s  own  very  tone  and  manner-r-Maimie's  hear^vea  stadS 
toothless  bound  tod  then  stood  stUl  for  a  lo^pSTap^ 
Jrfthm  her.  She  d^  not  cry;  she  did  not  soh;  sheWnotSf- 
she  did  not  lilt  up  her  voice  and  pour  out  her  soWin  Stter  ^^y .' 
A«,iSP^W-'"^'?^te  and  s&bound.inca"bteof  s^S^^ 
bought  pi- Wn,  a  hving  stotue  of  unspeakable  terror.  iW)5 
SS^il^r'^^i'**^  ^'''""1  feverishly.  aJSlhe  Imew  nothing^ 
Aought  of  notiung,  save  that  she  was  stunned,  cnmhed,  des&^ 
aiid  anmhilated  by  that  terribfe  disclosure.  ««~.  acsiroyea, 

^  Hetty  ffazed  at  her.  once  Inore  in  penitence  and  soitow  What- 
JJCT  W  s%  dohe  to  poor  Maimie  ?  *Who  waij  she  hSSf  thS^ 
giould  venture  so  harshlvand  crueUy  to  judge  a  fJow^^ut?? 

Jte  ?n^l'^"f"r^'r  •"^^"*.?^  whole^^'V^J^l'^'S 
^nn«h  ^Tl  ^I'^^aT^  ^^^"''^  °^  dj5ng,  consci«»c6.stridS 
HMinah  Gowland  ?   Had  her  words  struck  Maimie  dumb  and  ^se- 

^rwSitrK**!^  wondered  ?  So  Wbhe.  so  pal^  so  motioSS^ 
marble-lrfce  she  looked,  as  she  sat  there  bolt  uSht  on  the  <£^ew 
SSfl?'^  horror-smitten  and  ^lumbed  witK  speeS«  S?f t 
that  hideous  reminder  of  her  one  great  tragedy.  *^^^  T    J^  ^ 

5*'  Maimie,  Maimie,  speak  to  me,  Maimie."  Hettv  cried  faninrin.^ 
^^SSI*''^"^  tov&l  hei^With  her  blaJSgsTSiS&- 
^ownWjiiS  as  she  spoke,  and  appealing  eyes  turned  sti^igUpm 

"  Hetty,  Hetty,  yptt  wiU  kiU  me,  Hetty."  Maimie  answered  almhut 
J^  mS!"^         ^^'  "^^  ^^^"^^^  lifelc^wSS^^ 
Ud^  8?yc  a  little  involuntaiy  cry  of  remorse  and  horror. 
Maimie,   she  whi9perK^.  •;!  teveyou^I  lovcyou.    Yooncver 
It    I  know  you  never  did  it    I  can't  beUeve  you  did  it    T^ 


did  it 


WMan  must  have  Ued  to  toe.    She  vm  im^f  s^  i^^^^^ering 

^^^E  tSL*^'*'?  Hiaudijle^^ajwirticulatc  munnur.  T 
i»  htS/^fc^^*^  ^"^^^  Ciprimi:  had  s^pod  stiU  beside  them,  hat 
mtond,  Without  iwa^  a  word  or  moving  a  musdc.  watcS  3S 

Pfiiiter  could  pomUy  have  watched  them  at  so  terriWe  a  mSt 


tt9. 


FOJt  UAmiB*S  SAKS, 


■,.j*i 


Ik". 


^  ife  8I*«  of  Wmsdf.  almost,  he  could  aot  help  noticinp  and  mariini 
^^'HS^^i**^  that  foHowed  6ne  another  at  fi^t^^S 
Mfes  fuU  white  throat  and  neck,  or  the*«gid  fixity  of  herlflatS 
ppas.  when.Het|y  qootedat  last  those  con^dng,^JS,rS 
k^words  of  Hannah  (k>wland's.  But  nowthat'theiKuKt  of 
gi^m  boOi  the  women  had_  graduaUy  worn  itself  out  a  Utt^S 
Jtgtt^himsetf,  with  a  man's  timid  diffidence  in  such  a  final  crisftT 
*n  ^S^5°?  ??!»  moment's  dhrersion  of  the  cunent  of  emotion 
^^  Mainue,  he  whispered,  coming  forward  suddenly  and  toufchm* 
her  on  the  shouldjr^h  his  finned,  so  as  to  wake^Tup?3 
Si^Z!!!?*  "*°*  *®  momentary  trance  imo  which  she  had  faUeni 
^^SS^.T  V  "^  '  ^  y^""^^  get  so  pale  and  wWte^d^Td 
SS£!?^'2lJ**"  ""?  "*",^  y°""^"  ^»^^«^y  »«<«  hear  the  whOle 
SS?^  ''j^  me^from  Hetty.    There's  l4i  harm  done  by  fa? 
than  you  imagine.    The  woman  who  told  Hetty  all  this  was  Hm- 
^tSi.h"^?^  <J)wland  has  told  noboSv^  on^"bS 
grtty^Hannah  Wland^kept  it  locked  ifpinW  own  heart  tiU 
htf  dying  minute.    And  Hannah  Gowland  died  safely  yi^^ 
'£2i?S  f  \  t*"l**"  hospital  "-he  purposely  avoided  sayihg  wWch 
hwpital,  lest  he  should  needlessly  awaken  tfo  choid  of  tenSr  S 

iH^  5  J**?*  *S?*^P*  ^y  me  and  Hetty.  And  we  are  L 
«g»»rfas^jmt  asthe  gm«<s-AS s^  aii^^kent  as  the  gr^ 

UHul^^  ^  of  his  strong  fom  hand  Maimie  gave  a  suddea 
Mrt^  trpnutou8.8tart,  and  a  ciyjw  if  of  returning  consaousncss.  a^ 
^  sat  Ustemng  inttot^  to  fifsHl^fds,  with  &r-off  eye^  SS  wt 
who  hstens  to  some  stWtoge  ghost-story.  ^y^  was  we 

#!*iilS*^«^'*t"^^  ,^f^^*«^  slowly,  as  ^<U  as  he  had 
fittished.^"  Hannah  GowJand  ?~Hannah  Gowland?    Ah  vta^ 

rambij  something  about  poor  Hannah.    She  was  quV^^" 


''^ 


,2^t^Lfln^°**^^TT**^<^V"j  never  Kked  her  rbut  she 
Sf^S  ^S"i°^  I!^  ^^ '"»»«"  {  Mn't  the  faintest  notion^ 
tltejm^  %t  Hannah  Gowjand.kncw  ahy^ 

.«  ",^^*  ymln  the  kitchen.*'  Jocelyn  went  oh  quietly  and  distinctly 
^J^^I^S.I*'  ^f^Jy^,  though  hp  w^S^^TS  h£ 
my,  oiidinary  matter  of  everyday  occurrence-"  she  was  in  tU 
tew^'^h^^*  ^^  When  you  and  Sydney  were  tiriklng  imS 
rtS?.k3P^5  '"  the  laboratory;  and  presently  she  hejmtw 
thought  sheTieard  you  s^  somethiiur.  just  as  Hetty  rep«itedltM 

t  mel 


iirt^i 


}^^fE^^b!^^  1®"'  interrupt  mel  Without  asSn? 
Si^^?^S.2LJr*?%  ^  you  to  riw  one,  or  tequiifiirSg 
tftj  »te^  of  afdoCT*^  mind,  HamnA  Gowland  JuropJd  WoSc^ 
S2«fc"  !^*bsm.doMicli^^  TOu  must  C?delS«SS 


jsmrrr  4cr& 


tti 


Jftb  %Aiejr 8  letter,  ttbviousljr  mGorapatiUe  %ith  die  fii^M  «« 
know  them,  Sydn^  shot  hfinself,  aid  himself  acSowSS  T^ 
we  have  it  on  ^the  ev^ence  of  his  own  hand,  given  «  X^m4' 
when  he  was  just  about  to  die.  and  therefoi^not  MkeliTto  oSSS 
ISfof  Lk'  gn>wdece^Uon:  and  Sydtt«gr  was  a  tmthftil  Li  uS 
man.  whose  widence  we  <^ght  to  iuveV  hesitation  ip  uni^^ 

some  anpaar  haUufcination.  you  must  have  been  in  the  laSor^ 
AerewitE  Sydney  at  Ae  moment  he  shot  himself.  No.1SmS? 
mtemipt  me.    For  soibe  good  and  sufficient  raasonof  S  owl 

Ctosely.  you  didnt  care,  it  seems,  to  let  us  imow  that  you  were 
present  at  the  exact  moment  when  Sydney  fired  the  &tal  oistol    f 

^^^J^''^^'^^^^  »«asons  forso  natuml  a  rSKw^ 
M  your  part,  Maimie.  You  wtte  agitated  and  terrified;  voujES 
Hist  lost  a  husband  who  idolized  you?and  whom  y^toreiamlJ^ 
d^:  V^u  didn'Jtwish  to  have  to  givfc  evXiS  mT^M% 
fj^rf^  t  *=S!^r'  *  i*^'  *«<*  «> »««  your  actioiiB  q£^^ 
fWh^JSi  J^ih^^*  unsympathetic  thl4-headedES^ 
mhi^  there  had^  been-^  there  often  must  be  between  liusCS 

S5«2?^?®  *¥«^*  ??  *»r  ^undemanding  between  tou^ 
%lney.  Perhapp"~and  he  looked  at  her  haid^  the  W8«^^ 
•^ve  suggestton^" perhaps  in  a  momentary  fit  <JwSSn^ 
anger  so  arbusad-possiblv  even  under  the  ii^uence  ora^Jl^ 
^^^of  twiorse  or  of  jealousy-iSydney  took  up  one  of  mmt 
^Jb^that  were  always  lying  about  loose  in  Ae  laboiatow.  abS 
Mb^^  thoughtlessly  fired  k  off  against  his  ownlSit^ 
fiqghten  you  m  annoy  you.  That  the  action  was  unpreibeditated  I 
haw  f^n  to  know  v  that  it  was  repented  of  aSSSrOto^ 
2SL"l! \'^  ^"  y**H  why.  Maimie.  The  letter  iniS  Sy^^ 
rt^Mhat  he  was  gomg  to  shoot  himself-a  letter  m^hose  JES 
and  ttcphcit  terms  are  worth  a  thousand  times  more  than  aU  Haft- 
S?iS?f  .?  8  n»M-hearsay  evidence-that  letter  was  writtea^fto; 
^^^rc,theinomentwhett  he  fired  the  fatal  shot.  J  fed  i30*S 

Maimie  gave  a  ntdden  invo^tary  stait  of  auiprfse  And  aoqui^ 

taciSS^.*^  ^"^  ^  come  to  know  that. |o<»tyn?"ahca«lM 

"  I  know  it/'  Jocelyn  answered  In  the  same  wiiet.  busjnesfrj&e 

tone  as  ever,  "by  a  littie  bit  of  circumstantial  ^ridS^ce  WiSTto 

paml«r  couki^cver  overlook,  and-whldi  no  ti)ick*httadfld1£^ 

J^l^^in^^  discovered  thS^^S^ 

go^^  Sydngrskst  dying  letter  lay  not  above  but  beneartTtiie 
Sr  ^^  ^S''^  V^^^  f**  '^^  Mashed  as  Mncf  •hot  him^ 
WW?**'*'  ^Jf"^'  J«^  Cipriani  went  on,  tooldne  stmigbt 


J,* 


2t4 


FOX  ifAlkl£*S  SAJTM. 


to  ask  you  how  it  came  about  that  you  and  Sydney  happened  ti 
quarrdjpr  what  ft  was  that  made  Km  shoot  himself,  or  whyht 
wrote  that^iater  afteJward— obviously  to  screen  you  from  the^vi* 
dent  chance  of  this  false!  accusation-~pr  why  you  didn't  >vish  to  tell 


Vff 


>le 


m  the^venr  first—that  you  w^re  in  the  laboratory  with  poor 
"^  "®  "****  **»«  shot  that/ made  you  a  widow;  none  of 
»gir  matter  to  us  or  to  anyone  else  the  least  in  any  way. 
you  couldn't  have  wished/ pr  meant  to  hurt  Sydney.  We 
It  ^Sydney  really  shot  hinfiself.  Wp  know  that  even  if  you 
the  fatal  pistol  it  must  have  been  by  some  terrible,  un  ' 
j^cident  We  reqigre  no  excuse,  no  explanation./  au 
of  you  IS  simply  tW?  say  nothing  even  to  Hetty  and  mS 
all.  I  can  trust  ydc.  Hetty  can  trust  you.  Show  us  ib 
♦youcantrurtus,andsaynothmgonearthtous  " 
looked  up  thnidly  at  her  husband  in  wonderii 
[owclevjocelyn  could  setWiything  straight  in  S-dni 
!  He  was  quite  right:  of  doyrse  hewas  right^  ijo  dof bt 
of  It.  Yes,  yes,  there  had  been  merely  a  mdmemtary  qijar- 
'»5^  <U^g^«nt— even  she  and  Jocdyn  dfeagreSf  so: 
Id  Sydney,  mo  was  perhaps*  ait  times,  an  impidsive,  h«L 
qmcK-tempered  creature,  (though  she  herself  hadnever  thought/hini 
so),  must  have  taken  up  the  pistol  angrily  in  Maimie'sptes* 
the^and  there  incontinently  shot  himself  in  tije  despair  or 
of  4  passing  moment;  and  afterward,  seeing  what  »  teniMi 
piobn  must  hang  over  Maimie,  unless  he  confessed  it,  had  ju 
-♦-^"*''  to  sit  down  and  write  that  whole  beautiful  letter  exi 


us 
Sydn 
tM»c 
We 
know 
hadfi 
coun 
we 
about 
turn 
H 
ment. 
mom 
on 
rd,  a 
thn 


h< 
01 


her  from  all  blame,  and  then,  no  doubt,  had  bid  her  fly-4fly  for 
f  life  to^hrt-  ovm  room  before  they  were  discovered  there  together, 
yes,  she  ^w  it  all  ^quite  cleariy  now,  and  Tocelyn— Tocd^  had 
1  it  m  nght  immediately,  as  he  always  did  at  once,  with  every 
T-  In  her  pwn  heart  Hetty  hated  herself  terribly  foi*  haVimr 
harbored  such  wicked,  base,  unworthy  thoughts  about  dS? 
imie.  As  to  Hannah  Gowland,  she  must  have  seized  too  eageriy 
an  the  half-truth,  misled  by  Maimie's  sUpping  from  tl^  labom. 
and  putting  two  and  two  together,  on  the  wrong  Scent,  she 
^t  have  manufactured  from  her  own  excited  fancy  th<ise  damn- 
tog  words  she  imagined  she  had  heard  Maimie  utter  that  evening  hi 
the  kitchen.  To  Hetty's  mind  Jocelyn's  clever  and  cleaif seeing  Ui. 
tdlect  had  at  once  exonerated  poor  innocent  little  Maimie  from  all 
shadow  of  blame  inythat  terrible  incident    •  T      € 

But  as  to  poor  flttle  Maimie  herself,  sitting  there  with  herttrutb* 
ScfXS  J*')'^"*  'I  *^.^  Jocelyn's  cunningly  suggested  line  of 
Kf^J^»lt  !!!l!^j?l J!^  jyL"  »-!^-_^?"'  appreciate  <ihe  necessity 
=JOT  lo^much  confffslment  4)r-so  <dev«r  an  apcHogy.  To  hef'Tocelyu'  ^ 
seemed  simply  to  be  going  altogether  upon  a  mStakcn  line,  and  sh« 
iratf  anxkms  at  once  to  set  him  right,  without  at  ajl  underatan<aiit 
tne  forensic  skill  of  his  carefully  constructed  hypothesis  forhS 

s  /^h  np^  Jocelyn,"  she  answered  quit*  naturally,  oOmed  hf  liH 


ffETTY  ACfS, 


— -    Sydney  .„„*_ 
h{«  Z. ~" r '    J^^'y"  cried,  holding  up  two  fingers  warninelv  befoi* 
him,  m  so  emn  deprecation  of  herfmpVudent  4ifidS     "  Ne^ 

7tl  vS^."^^  '°  ^"2?°^y  ?^"^  '''    Never  U^Tul^en  to  me 
ffc-     ^^"y*    Never  whisper  it  below  your  br«ath  to  thewX  or 
ge  curtains.    Buiy  it^ deep,  whatever  it  may  be.  hi  your  o JmS)i3 
Say  not  a  breath  or  a^  syllable  of  it  even  to  Ly  ii^g>,2^c^ 

;;    "y<»,do,^dear/' Hetty  cried  with  brave  insistence  for  A*.  fi«* 

^/a217^u^  !",?^<=l4ent'  Hetty,'*  Maimie cried  passionately  risiiur 

JS  ^^Jf^''/""  ^^'^"*  ^^  t^«  g«at  bow  windbw-^rw^^ 

an  acadent-almost  an  accident;  a  moment's  impulse-Tme^ 

passing  fancyir^an  trraUonal  emotion,    t  ™T?"..™P"«^-a.  ««« 

poor  dear  SydnW,  QtifV  the  laboratory ' 

he  was  making  jk^  pracS^at  a  taiget  w 

n^ess  explosive,  that  A^Siisaicf  I  must 

for  ^e  worfd  to  anybody-.r^;(e  Adrian 

wtong  now  m  tellmg  you— and 

Madentally  on  Primrose  HUl,  anu  i 

thought  to  myself  liow  much  I  loved 

everto  happen  to  dear  Sydney—"  ^ 

.♦,i^*?^'*  ^**^?  ?^^  cramped  with  horroI^ 

Jfirt  of  unspeakable  astonishment  at  that  su 

Maimie  hardly  even  seemed  to  notice  it,  and  weia^on  withoiif  -v-m. 

^ VSr?K''^***''^*^"'?V^^  *"d  hoiTified  Ustener.    X 
ov«.  tnwlif  q"'/**"  ^'  i  ?W"«<*  accidentally  to  poi^l 
over  toward  Sydney ;  and  I  said  to  myself,  •  If  only  that  niSic 
to  go  off  now.  T>y  any  chance,  Sydney  wodd  fauXm  dSJlkfo, 
me  and  Adnan  and  I  might  beliappy  together! 'A^laTfhSlS 

imf  dff  nniAl,?!r!?.A^^P  somehow  of  itself;  JSd  th^.p^H^ 
^w^a^^TTT^'  y°"  Jsjow— that  was  the  way,  of  course^S^ 
K  fif  Syf^^yS^e^^'.wpIosivc-and  in  k  miutc  SydSr^ 
^ot,  and  there  wus  I,  ciying  and  sobbing  and  wrinrimTmv  Si^ 
P^^f^  "^^  clasping  his^feet.  and  t^g^iSSSS 

1^  i^lS^Lr^SS^  !«.»  her  .<m 


'■■  .--V'tS'.'.  ■ii^^y. 


'J 


ai6 


JfOX  MAIMm^S  SAXS. 


killed  me;  and  now  if  I  don't  recover  they'll  gfo  and  hang  yoa  for  it, 
my  darling  Maimie.    Quick,  Quick,  give  me  a  pen  and  a^heetof 

Eper.'  And  I  gave  them  to  mm  as  quick  as  I^tning.  And  then 
sat  down  and  wrote  ^t  once  the  letter  you've  hniid  about,  say- 
ing, vou  know,  that  he'd  really  shot  himself,  and  that  I  had  nothing 
at  all  to  do  with  it  in  any  way.  I've  always  thought,  do  ytlu  know, 
He^.  that  that  was  such  a  very  noWc  thii^  of  poor  dear  Sydney." 

Before  Hettyj,*  stunned  and  bewildered  at  th^  sudden  and  to  her 
uttei^  imexpected  revelation  of  the  ti«al,  genuine,  inmo^  M^dmie, 
had  time  to  recover  fiiom  her  first  wild  astonishment  sufficiently  to 
lirame  some  vague  toarticldate  attei^pt  at  an  answer,  the  door 
opened  without  the  slightest  sign  oit  warning,  and  Adrian  Pym, 
fresh  f r0m  his  moming^s  turn  in  Rege^f  s  Park,  entered  carelessly  in  • 
his  tweed  waUdng  suit,  and  gazed  with  a  hasty  look  of  astonished 
recognition  at  therhiean  and  haggard  laces  before  him.  Atasinrie 
glance  he  todt  the  whole  scene  in  perfectly,  and  knew  what  the 
errand  was  diey  had  come  upon." 

«  Thcp  it's  all  up,  is  it,"  he  cried,  "  Cipriani  ?  There's  nothing 
left  for  it,  isn't  there,  then,  but  the  Roman  remedy?  You  under^ 
Mandme!" 

And  as  he  stfoke,  standing  behind  the  two  pale  and  red-eyed 
women,  ne  drewnis  hand  sigmficantly  across  his  throat,  and  threw 
his  head  bade  lio^  upon  his  shoulders  with  a  teiribl^  look-of  ut- 
ter despondenqr.  . 


CHAPTER  XU. 
THE  TIMS  AIUUVBS. 


yiXKkWSVLt,  at  No.  35  6pposife,  ^faiey  Ch^venbc, 
iit  hand  asjusiia],  Riul  been  following,  from  behind  the  c 


wtncr,  from  benmd  tne  curtaiil,  witir 
ri  ^     painfully  vague  and  gloomy  forebodings,  this  dramatic  episode  sees 
.  dimly  across  the  road  and  through  the  big  bow«winaow  of  tha ' 
liC^S«IttfroiirWraar~"    " ■ '  —■^----»-- -"---■  —  ---.-  •■;  .  -- 

On  the  tabte  by  his  side  lay  a  short  note  from  Vera  Tn>! 
It  CKmtained  only  a  f^  words  *. 

g^      "MtFriind, 

•     *  Save  ywirsdf.    To-night  the  police  will  eall  at  your  monto  1 
jompany  ^im,  Txxjpmana.  and  if  tb<nr  fhulyoa  then*  on  " 


THE  ^OfM  AJSXtVMX 


21} 


sdousIfiQ    '    1 

id  excited.        I 

1  "  ••  ' 

%  Mahnic        ■ 

1      ■ , 
1 

aid  to  him.        ■ 

/dnfty,  my        1 
ou.'    And        ■ 

;.    ■ 

you  have         K 

•■■  ■ 

yottfbrit.      ,  I 

a  sheet  o|     '    I 

And  th(»i .  .    I 

ibout,  say*        I 

■■'-'h'''' 

id  nothii^ '     '  ■ 

^  know,      '  ■ 

Sydney."         ■ 

, 

Euid  to  her    .  ^  ■ 

it  Maimier     .  ■ 

ficiently  to       H 
the  door       ■ 

/  ■ 

rian  Pym,       ■ 

t'l^'t 

irdessly  in  «    H 
istonisned       H 

k  a  single       ■ 

what  the       ■ 

s  hothing       I 

ou  under^       ■ 

I  TtA-effA       ■ 

and  threw       ■ 

oplrcxf  vA'       ■ 

\  , 


tion,  thcjr  win  arrest  you  as  Stanislas  Benyowsld,  for  ^e  murder  of 
Komissaroff.  If  you  do  not  wish  all  to  coine  out  at  once,  you  isaak 
inunei^ately  go  etsewhofe.  Yours^  Vera.""! 

At  any  other  time  the  note  would  have  roused  Sydney  to  a" 
{ntch  of  terror  for  Maimie's  safety ; /but  now  it  was  far  mofiii  tha»^',  ^^ 
oiitbakmced  by  his  fear  of  what  the  episode  he  saw  before  his  eyeit- 
m%ht  forebode  of  evii,  for  poor  little  Maimie. 
.     He  knew,  in  somi^  faint  ihdeiHiite  ms^er,  ivhat  errand  Jocdyn 
and  Hetty  were  bound  xm ;  and  he  could  giiess  pret^^^vr^  byiheic,' 
movements,  their  gestures,  their  looks;  and  their  attiUides,  what  sort 
of  things  they  were  each  in  tom'$aying  to  Maimiei    JlConUis  of  caoe* 
ful practice  in  watching  from, a  distance  the  actions  of  dthors  had 
taught  him,  in  fact,  rapidly  to  interpret  with  marvellous  jpreci^oft 
the  very  words  tUid  ideas  and  emotions  that  the  people  he  boked  at 
w^eexpressing  to  one  another. . 

As  vbsN  first  entered  the  1m^  front  drawing-room,  he  could  see 
Maimie— darling  Maimie-^how  his  ^eart  always  founded  at  the 
vt^ryi^ight  of  her  l—openihg  the  door  in  her  pret^  flowered  inonH 
iiacF  |;own,  ^nd  the  simple  little  linen  collar  around  her  beautl^it' 
lnU  white  throat.  He  could  see  hei  start  in  sudden  surprise  nt  the 
firsti^mpseof  Hetty's -pale  face  and  black-riiuied  ey(tt ;  and  then 
the  two  women  sat  down  tojwther  timidly  on  the  sofa,  joid  Betty 
laid  her  head,  sobbing;  upon  Maimie's  bosom,  and  loolm}  upstrak^ht 
ii|to  Maimie's  fabe,  as  if  she  somehow  expected  Maimiie  to  eonwnt 
her.  instead,  of  herself,  comforting  Maumle.  Perhaps;  after  aH,  iim 
pnil^t  be  mistaken.  It  might  possibly  be  on  some  other  errand 
that  they  two  had  come  that  moniini^  to  Maimie's. 

By^and-by,  however,  he  saw  quite  distinctly  that  Maimie  was 
alarmed  at  $omething  they  had  said  to  her.  Sne  jumped  up  froua 
her  seat  with  clasped  hamls,  as  if  smitten  by  a  sudden  access  (^ 
^temMT,  and  stood  Uke  a  statue  right  in  front  kA  Hetty,  now  grasring 
her  beautiful  neck  with  her  two  white  hands,  and  tookfiw  Uke  s 
lefrible  living:  imsentment  of  utter  hdi^essness  and  wd4,  <»spond» 
eacy.,  ••:"-"■  ■  .'" "  "'■■■'■'::■ 

'     At  that  dreadful  sig^t  Sydney's  heart  stood  still  Within  hhn. 

"Maimie !  Maimiel  my  darhng  Maimie! "  he  cried  to  hirnseli^ 
in  audible  language.  "  mtty  is  terrifying  her  I  Hetty  is  threaten* 
mgh^i  Hetty  is  telMng  her  she  has  Idlled  her  husband!  Ah  I 
how  4are  she  I  Howxan  ^e  i  How  dare  she  da  it !  The  crudU 
wicked,  heartless  creature,  to  frighten  my  Maimiel  my  dariingjt 
my  angel! ,  I/wk-r-lpdc  at  her  now—took  tneie  at  Maimie,  clasping 

fiersweer]^isrMtfiiiai't«rodi^ri^^ 

Oh*  what  can  Hetty  ever  be  saying  to  her  ?  It's  too  terribie~-4oO 
terrible  altogether.  I  cant  stand  it ;  I  can't  stand  it  any  longer.  I 
/||nisl  bleak  sflence  at  last  I  must  break  silence  for  Msmnie's  sakar 
Ktf  Maimie's  sake  I  must  come  out  and  revei^  myself  1  If  all  ki  up 
1  mtiat  come  out  and  save  her.'* 

Big  hiart  stood  still  aake  kwked»  wHhin  his  breast,  akid  fMii 


Hs 


21$ 


i' 


J'OJt  MAIMm:s  SAKE, 


sobbed  upon  H«t/s  conseSni'  IhS,  ?^  """^  ""w  who 

doesn't  misunderetand  my  dS/AlZfe  ^  S^f  k  "^^^  ^^  least 
merest  accident-the  impMlsedra^nrf'  J\?^y^,*^»^ows it  was  the 
iP&  a  girl's  mad  fancy.  T^^  a  fmH  f^^r  *^^^*  ™«"nderetand- 
deserve  such  a  prize  aiSoJ  w^en  p^ri J^^  ^''f  *^  ***'»^  I  co"W 
,to  pay  dearly  foV  my  WfolT  i  hate  Lh  f  "^^ '  f "^-^  ^^^*^  ^^^^ 
not  coinplain  of  it."  ^'      "*^«  «ad  to  pay  for  it,  and  I  do 

moi^hSd?  ^chte '""'"^  '^  »^  ^  -d  stood  once 

What /.in  ur-,**..  L?._         .. 


visiblyTa^S  «;«  vdth  ho,^;  Ia^^^  ihundeistruckj  smSen 
Oh.  /ow  could1ieTtrnd^rhi^^Z'h?^«H^^^  "^7^ 

%e  it  any  longer?  «^w  could  h<^  ensure' it,  how  could  he 

^,they,    My  p^Lus  on^^^Vrnf d^^i^^'^- 

was  a  manlTm^ 'c^^alwa^^^^ 

better  than  a  mere  woman.  Tm^'^kS^u?^  "^P^^  «» n»"ch 
ance  for  girlish  impetuou^nels^l  nS^TJ^"!;  ***  ™*^^  ^^^  ^^o^'  • 
ahd  takesTier  Httle  Kds  and  f^cits^f  t h^  *  ^""l^  P^**y  wciman, 
wide-minded  spirit  Jocdyn  «S^tnSlS^?i^^^^^ 
ately.  Tocelyn^was  teiStenuleSS  ^^^^^^  ^1  dispassion- 
.  •ftWstiig  a"^  plausible  nS^2SSa§o?^Kr'"*^^y  ^^'  «nd 
^A^'ET-^    clearly  So2&^SnS«„;r^^^^^ 


ffttX^  S'th^r^  openly,  as 

^.SSl^^^SJy^^eKxouirsee  ^di^^ 
^r^ywvemail^lra^  arms,  every  wave  of  SJm^  wfe»e%njK^^ 
J    fi|«,  every  quiver  of  her  hos.  W  ^!itS    f  ^'^^^  P**«<^  across  h^ 
g>.!4amty,foina  white  fejwL^?^^^  t*»''<>at.  her  deKqate^ 

|.  Wt|M|tmute^f^toJun^1o^tdJ^*^^^^^ 

K.. i .,„.-. .„...^^ „  , ,     .:.;,. .■^,  ,. ,::........-;.,:..;. : 1^^,. 


m 


'  T^£  TIME  ARUIV^S,  2j 

;fag  fixtures,  decipher  slowly  the  very  words  sh«>  «««  .^♦-  • 

most  from  the  motion  of  her  lips  anfthe2^nw!?l  "^!f"°gv  ^- 
sensitive  nostrils.    Sydney  X  Tnewl2^^^  **^  ^*^ ''^ 
could  teU  by  her  facrScStiv  wh«t -t^.K      ^"^^^  muscle  so  well,, 

:      and  he  leanled  foi^  ^^Shed  w?^^^^^^^       "^^  .'"^^  ^«'-' 

:       absort>ed  for  the  ^^-^ton^ts^t}^ 

Maimie  foolishly  answer  and  criSii^telie^If''^  questipa^would 

.   hin^^^St^^fhi^^^^  : 

-T^an  unconscious  actress  with  «ini».m»  I^^Jt    "Y  ?*^*  nappened 
shewas.    Ko  doubt  of  itI-So  doubtT?H    }?^?^ii  ^'*;?' 

..^i^^^lZ'^l^^^^^.'^'i  hurried^ S^ 


J.'i 


*,^«i 


tlMai 


fei»: 


■r\. 


^X  MAlUm^S  SAKE. 


tious  onwau  ^t^^^\\^^LS.^^^  ^,  supposed  unpropi- 

.  n#a.  lucky  or  uCy  the^s^£r.ffKl  ^^  tiigcthcr.    NeveT 
STMaimk    Th^S^  oSiS?^  '^'^  f**^  at  least  to 

saw^  the  dfe8di«Srf,^?^?J?te  ^&^    ««  had 

the  day  of  the  sale,  and  be  had  vmln^£  ^S^  ^  ^  ™**  home  on 
tor  IJiU,  had  s^dK^diTiSSi^^^  S^  \q««5^. 

sessing  it  that  he  never  ^^^P^  he, at  the  chance  of  pos- 
*Mbawl,  as  aESSTiJS^i^J^  buy  her  present  tO;her  dead 


CHAPTER  XLII. 

|^;r^«ESURRECTION. 


s«*K.SS.  '^^s:^^>^^T^j^.^:^ 


•twwarinan 


W  to  the  hospital  St  ^Sui^  "  i?J^I^i  ^^1  ^^^^  story  of  thei> 
our  tfviag  ti»  wncealit  a«7hS;^    tS?  "Pi^^^^^WiVnogood 

SS91  <n  loiepii^        _ 

Heavto.    ^  laiows  ni.^b^.  or'SJmdow  of  tum^i: beSSS 

""'"  **"-"'-  happuMsd.  as 

oent  re^K^^n«m  S  J!??"k.  And  Mrc  two  had  qiite  suffi- 
^t^^T^Tj^^r^^^  h,  iy  v^y  to 

of  them  woS!^  ^Ah^vint^^^^  fa^SrR^yi^.!i:f!!3!l^^ 

fiiiit  Airied  Voice  J^iy.?-*^^  •wworfm  wt 

1  ■'■"■■.  :. 


C 


i  5t  ■ 


f 


^SUXJfJSCTTok  >         

iWiJdoJS^'^TS?*  this  thin^  even  now  the  Lt«r «  w 

th«  temptation.    WauV  haw  <S«  inHUS*^  ™^Y  *^  or  how  sSonJi 

-  'n^T^n^  to  have  spoken  SjSSS^r^^'^^^^^^^'^^won^ 
prudent  man  doesn?  werSrL  ?« S "J^  '**<>««  anotherriS 

one  comes  to  face  it,  f oTsuch^fnnL ^'T^ *  ?°  *»«^<J  a^ter^^ 
Adnan.  You  and  I  snoke  of  fWc^f^^"****  **''^'^"'  *»  XPH  inuS^^ 
onhr  once,  and  all  ^4  ^nth^^'S^^^^  ^T  C?^aS 
stiU  keep  silttice  for  years  ai^  ySs  tfe  ^^t  ^^P*  '"*^«-  We  m^ 
Adnan  |>ym  turned  rmm/^  "^  ?''°^  ^  cvw. 

«»««•    "You  and  I S  m»  »?l3i*»"'» «"'  coi.«n«S'12i' 

-  out  by  merehrwSS  ft  ^^^^  »  murder  ind  miffht  fet  irSn 

cpi^pared idth  the  (actSLh^^ f^  niggard, and^rewSTw? 
BttMunoiit  Teiraee- but  ^  u  ^*^5^  'n  the^  ha^^JS 
t»!der,  and  PaSTSd^bw^  1?^^^^'  T^^m^sXjt^ 

^  and  not  mAhJ^J^ISanS^'^^^  not  <3earSmJ 
«S^ed  him  at  oic^^mlt  1°S!!?S^^^  A<»Sm'  P^ 


'  »'\ 


92i 


FpJf'J'J/f/Mi£*S  SAJtE, 


•if 


Mafanie  wildly  fa  bis  arms  In  one  long  embrace.  Adrian  or  no  Adik 
an,  overrome  by  the  force  of  his  pent-up  pasdon.  But  with  £ 
miehty  efftfrt  he  sternly  repressed  himself.  She  was  Adrian's  now. 
by  his  own  ;wt,  by  hfs  own  wiU,  by  his  own  design,  by  his  own 
contniraince;  he  had  handed  her  over  himself^to  his  rival,  he  had 
put  tb^  into  that  fals€  position  of  his.  own  acconJ.  and  he  must^ 
abide  by  it  for  ever,  come  what  might  of  it.  So  he  drew  himself  iS. 
«oldly  and  irresponsive,  and  only  answered  in  "a  hafd  drv  voice 
Ausky  with  concealed  emotion :  -  -  /""**'''• 

"It  is  I,  Maimie— Sydney  Chevenix."  #•    . 

Slowly  Adrian  Pym  came  forward  from  "^e  group,  and  stood 
confronUng  him,  mcredulous  and  critical.  3|fe'  had  seen  Sydney 
Gbevenix  but  once  before,  as  he  believed,  dea&d  mangled  at  thi 
Regent  s  Paric  Hospital  But  that  was  a  phj»B^.  a  doul.le,  a  sub- 
S^wJ*""  *»»e  fi'^t  time  in  his  life  he  behpld  him  now  in  ven^ 
toith,  the  man  whose  place  and  wife  he  had  usurped;  he  beheld 
him  riow,  returned  to  life,  standing  like  a  visitor  from  another  worid. 
erw:t  and  silent,  gazing  straight  before  him  at  the  awestruck  groun 
and  waiting  lon^  for  them  to  ask  for  an  explanation.  T> 

Axlnan  was  the  first  rudely  to  break  the  death-like  silence. 
We  thought  you  were  dea<Uydney  Cfenix,"  he  sdd  sim- 

Swiney  bowed  his  head  in  solemn  ^quiescclncc 
..  I  "  u*  ^j^'  ^^^'^^  Pym."  he  answered  back  in  haixl  dry  torita— 
Itpay  dead,  dead  and  biiried.    You  have  inherited  ray  house,  mv 
land,  my  position,  my  money.    You  have  inherited  my  wife :  you 
have  mhented  everything.  J  do  not  grudge  thein  to  you,    I  l^ve 
Ptanned  It  myself.    You  shaUlosc  none  of  them-not  even  HER. 
Do  n^  fear  It.    I  had  but  one  wish— to  make  Maimie  happy." 
,         *;For  Heaven's  sake  explain,  Sydney."  Jocelyn  Cipriani  cried, 
coming  forward  CM^erly  toward  the  pale,  slim  figure,  and  laying  his 
'   ^  hand  upon  Sydiiey's  shoulder,  as  if  to  convince  hims^by 
-    actual  touph  of  his  real  identity  and  material  existence.    ••  Who  wai 
' «  "»t  wa«  dead  and  buried  in  your  place  at  Regent's  Park  Hospital  > 
How  have  you  come  \o  life  again  so  suddenly  ?    Where  have  you' 
been  spirited  away  meanwhile  ?    And  why  have  you  concealed  the 
truth  so  long  from  us  ? "  .  < 

"For  Maimle's  sake,"  Sydney  Chevenix  answered  slowly  and 
solemnly.    "And  for  Maimie's  sake  I  have  come  to  life  agMm  this 
morrang  on  purpose  to  tell  you.    I  saw  from  the  window  of  the 
fiouseopposite  what^  taking  place  between  you  to-day.    I  knew 
that  Hannah  Gowland  must  have  blurted  out  everything.    I  knew 
that  Maimie  must  be  living  in  fear  of  her  life  (or  the  conseouences 
'  zJ^  murder  she  had  never  committed.    I  knew  that  notSog  d$e 
,  coi# pi»siW^  have reUeved  ha^fen»^^h^ 
cept  my  coming  here  bodUy  this  morning.    So  I  came,  f  came  at 
Uis^  in  spite  of  everything.    I  chose  thelesse><)f  two  evils.   U«ttec^ 
Maiinie  should  know  I  am  still  living,  than  ^er  any  lonawrth? 
•agmb  and  torture  of  supposing  she  had  reaJJy  «nd  truly  kilM  me.* 


m 


J^^  ?"*/~'"'  for  ev^r  Wl  ^e?    I  ^^^^.  once  moJ?^ 
atand  and  explain  to  you.^'    *"°  *^*''-    '  ^^  ^'^  *it  down,  Xwffl 
^        Awed  bv  his  voivi_u.v  *_    •  rr^^^^wui 

fsslym  solemn  silence  m  th^I^Jif  ^    °  *"®y-^«*«ne<^  to  it  bi^rfT 
buried  Sydney  who  ha^rfSn  frSt"  "^IT^  »»  ^^^  the  dcSdTd 

*oi«  in  a  cab  ti  the  R,SLn»?^rt,°"*  »'<"'«  into  tfc^aH,5 

«ends^p,  a  real  or  mistake?^C^*?uT:?"°?  brWs  CooimS 
flaw*  a&\^°^ J  catd.  his  breath,  a»d  stole  a  basaWi, 

OT  »  shoulder.    He  had  Sme  i?  ^SH  'f  ™PI««  "Poi  aS    • 
n  she  was  hapiy.  ft  vrasn,A».?i.    ™"»« •  he  could  notcoiMiT^ 

,;inthecou'S<rfth??S^''^.'"""«''  '^  "«■>>•         ^*T* 
««.  mechanical  t?ne  .Tffii  ^;L?"''*'':J»»'»»an>ehak 

S^fe««f<^al  faint?iSSorto^eT4S2P'«<'  «**^ n»w^ 
V^.*^.  m  the  Kd  besidl^;  "i.™.'^~  consonants,  " Bm. 


mmmB-s 


SJ^M. 


v-t| 


^stress  and  ihconvenienc^  ta  poor  Midmk.    So  almost  b^ore  I 
knew  what  I  was  doipg^  I  got  out  of  bied-^^-^t  Uae  time,  I  bdi<6v>e, 
more  orlesstU^irious — and  dmgged  across  Benyowsld's  coi^se  tnt^  ~ 
the  bed  whicK.bore  my  name  at  the  bed-bead.    In  dopg  so,  I  acd» 
^uUy  upset,  as  far  as  I  cafiLmake  out,  a>  panUfin  lamp  that  stool  : 
upon  th^H^e ;  apd  the  lani^set  fire  to  t^t  ward  of  the  hospit!^  > 
Tht  flame^  rose  up  at  once  and  caufirht  th(^\bed^tbes  around  Ben>  ;^ 
yoW5ki*9  body,  a^a  so  disfigttred/  it  that  ybu  and  others  quite  boii^ 
estly  believM  you  recognized  it  as  mine  when  called  in  to  id^tify 
it  on  the  morning  of  t|K  inquest.    So  the  body  that  lies  buried  at 
poking  Cemet^  is  not  re^y  Sydney  CheveQix's»  but  Stanislas 
Benyowski's.'*  t. 

That  was  iU~that 'bald,  concise,  cold  narrative  of  the'fact§t 
without  one  passmg  bint  of  the  terrible  emotions  and  volcanic  throei 
of  intornal-feelings  by  which  theyji^  been  accompaiUed  in  h^bwjf- 
bosom.    Sydhey  Chevenix  suppriii&dall  that :  he-was  not  thd«  to, 
magnify  his  own  conduct,  or  to  p<ke  as  a  epreat  rom^tic  hero,  but 
mdrdy  to  explain  to  MlUmic's  satispction  his  sudden  disap^peafiiH^^ 
ind  continued  existence*    Yet  to  ld{i»elf,  who  knew  what  the  baiiE^ 
facts  r(«lfy  infant  of  underlying  l^erdq  stru||gie  and  proloi^j^ 
endurance,  tn'e  simple  recital  vos  in  itself  ain  inexpressiUy.paiiklal 
one,  and  he'Wiped  the  fibkl  sweat  hastily  from  his  brow  with  feveiisb 
^^ngers  before  ne  went  on  to  tejl  them,  m  a  trembling  voice,  the  iie»t^ 
l^qfius i)iinondarful terrible:9tory.  *^ 

>;  "  After  that, ' '  he'  continued  once  more,  "  I  remained  at  the  hofr" 
^tal  tmtil  my  wound  wascuned,  and  then  I  went  out  agaiMnto  titii 
worild,  tl^i^  th6  name  of  Stanislas  Benyowski.  I  let  myb<l|Mt 
grow  while  I  was  convalescent,  and  as  soon  as  I  got  out  I  dyedvit 
WBck,and  cut  my  hair  short,  and  altei^  my  compwxion,  an;^  woie 
tdoUies  made  by  a  lore^  te^r,  so>  that  nobody  ^NblO  knew  me  iixk^^ 
easily  recognize  me.  Then  I  came  and  took-  the  rooms  opix^^ 
Adrjan*8  house  here;  and  1 4iave  spent  m/j^se  ever  ance  in 
to  watch  over  ifmmie's  happiness.  :        j    \,. 

Adrian  ga^f^  an  involumary  start.  ,'        " 

*'Then  you  were^the  man  with  the  black  b^iar^'' he  ol^  lij 
astoni^menl,  "at  number  thirty-five?" 

&rdney  noded  in  silent  acmnescence. 

•*!  was,"  he  answered,  looking  not  toward  Adriiui  Pyni,  hut    ^ 
only  toward  JOcelyn  Gpriani.    "And  £rom  the  room  Qpposll#IJ 
Winched  yo^  all  over  here  this  mOrifking,  and  saw  there  was  mischi^| 
i»rewing  mr  Mumie."  ^  X  '  j 

**But  your  money'— ybur  hoiMw-'^-your  proi»rty-HBverything^'i 
|0cdyn  cried^  bewilderea.  "  What  on  eami  oan  you  have  doo/e,] 
youvaeH.  ior  a  living?    Why  on  earth  did  you  give  them  up  without 

.  .a'.wqrd:for..igmgj^<ig^         ■!^!^fiJ-,/%*_-„-X' ,--..-  ■'^^■: .-.- .  - .-  -~-    ■ 

^ii^  ainfi^  smiled  and  vfaved'  his] 

faamcT ame  gvntly  ias  he  answered  wtih  cuHinaf  lips : 

**  It  WW  aJl  Matmie's. :  I  ga^  it  (l»  Mainp^w  I  had  no  wis^  but] 
|D«Bi#i  JMiiaiii  hi^y.  j'or  my«u4  hava  I  not  a  pair  of  bands  to] 


'  .J^-'-^ft 


i*fa^jfm:r/aj9i 


•  ^«Sr??  'T?^''?™  medi.^ >  -  '  ""  -™™>oa  urn- 
s'^X^'^Z^^i^A^SS^'^  ^»^ 
of  mbe  can  ev«r  e«ftn^#i>l  7^  *?**. «stonishiiicnt.  ••  naw»ni^ 

,  It  o  not  for  Hicb  u  bml^wSjT^"'"*    '  will  hM ■fiemM? 


SS£^  ^•'^^s  ^S;-^^ 

^^'  ^nwJftS^S»?i^°  *^»  d«tfh  to  lifter    rL;  ;«• 


j^^ 


M 


9 


<'«3f 


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f. 


90M  MdlUm^i  SAJtS. 


h^^^^l^l^^'^^^^tS'^^  noticed  oofy  toovblbfy.  But  «i 
25^  ^i?Hi??P^i!^%^«*y««  suipflse  from  thJ  &SSJ 
nwsob^  and  stood  conftf n^  Wm  ^  a  scariet  ia^tod\ 
«««»iWB  look  of  woimded  oride  i^n  K«-  hahv  f»«f»  JT  ^^  ""**  * 


4'- 


;;S;Jw«? •1?**^''*°^W'  P^  ^^  *«»  twitched  with  a  dealv 
•arai^SMdfiit  of  lu8  earnest  nature.  /        "*  «u  uw 

SS2r£?«S^  Sf^      J«f  ,t»VS  once*  since  you  ask  it,  for 
J!^9f^^^^\  ^  Jo^  yo"^*  l  foveyoul    f  have 


ii«teiSfh?fa??ii^  »P«^'n«  ^^  %htly  and 


-it. 


;. 


f*if« 


pp> 


€&A^f8R  XUtL 


Vnonriit  fer  A  ndttnie  or  two  «. 
mcMaoothert  and  thed  Adilaa 
»a»J«!il>itfiwfaiipcBed,  fai  a  voice  fi 


^liitboitt  oediai^ltag  a  wwi 
na  tuiMd  imrablQflly  to  joc^* 
of  shabe  uA  jpte^tences 


iStf*5\?L^  foBow  him.  and  sec  what  faeimte  to  do» 
mi  I  dw^  know  whetbff^tft's  in  a  fit  state  to^TS  SoSfc 


us  jMyw  much  ]ong«iw.m)a. 
aliin  fntitm,    Do  you  think  k 


■  ''W^ 


wmrsMMi 


9$^ 

Brng  with  the  teats  thS  «mU  m^  «Sz  S*  >*  fl»  W»»» 


,J«*lyn  t«™d  to  her  wM, .  ,»«tert^j^^  j,,^^^^ 
MlnjthiSg  Ut  Si  toSSl^^^'  oo  «Mth  (or  h» 


vbo  «nn  nttet^  and 


awJ^ 


•98 


*M  MAIMtB'S  SAXm 


•nd  then  Ic^  it  d^  i^.  f  JL^S^^^  *  *«WuI  pw^ui^ 

22J  <»«*l«^%^  the*JS*.S^  SPVS^^S 

""'^^tixanbliMr  accents.  ^  »w««a4c     Then  Hetty  i^e  i, 

--but  Maimle  I  SSmi^'?^**  ^^  appmdated  «o  g^ti^Sf 

pwcious  Hetty.    It  fa  fm^Sc*      u  P^J^^o^Pgist  you  reaDy  are.  m» 

,  goad  man.  rS,e  ^l&t^^^'^^.  « <^fS?J   , 

wadv  toisacrifice  evenrSu^  5^.t  ?^w?*"**¥  '"^  SSiyJ  *^ 

jwiptiest  women,  the  shallowSt  JLJ^JSJ  *u     ^«"*^*  w>n»en,  the 
tfcat  men  have  alwaw  ^n^«n?^  women,  the  unworthiest  wSnt^  ^ 

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